Gary J Sibio
“The Scream” by Edvard Munch (1893) (Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
I get back from walking the dog and Linda is calling for me to go out on the back porch. Someone is screaming for help.
So out to the porch I go and I hear someone screaming. I walk out to the street to see what’s going on. Nothing. Just some old guy standing at the bus stop.
I thought maybe the screamer was around the corner so I walked down by the bus stop and asked the old guy if he had heard someone scream.
He said that it was him. The f-ing (he said the whole word) buses were making him insane and he was screaming to let the insane out.
I said “OK” and went back home. Just another day in Chicago.
Text © 2018 Gary J. Sibio. All rights reserved.
Hmm … I can’t help but think the old guy is kinda not very sound.
Anyway, thanks for sharing with us
Yeah, probably not. I’ve had to deal with crazier, though.
Interesting story. Thank you, Gary
I’m glad you enjoyed it.