Sunday, April 30, 2006

The Loot

In this case, not the money. In this case, it's what the "other" Michael left behind.

Since I am still a little fuzzy and the guy I clocked seemingly had a much better grasp on reality than I, I had no choice to let him go with an apology.

But after he left, I went back into the bedroom where he was when I hit him and proceeded to look for whatever it was that he was supposed to leave behind.

I found this medium sized binder. And when I opened it, my confusion continued.

In this binder were photos of all of these men and women. Probably a hundred of each. And each of the men had the same exact name as me and all of the women had the same exact name as Janet. The only thing that defined us were the numbers beside our names.

I was Michael X 89257.

There was one photo that was missing. It looked like it had been torn out. That was the photo for Michael X 45317.