Damn, he was in a rush again. Why did he do this to himself?<\/p>\n
A glance at the kitchen clock confirmed he was running late. What followed was a mad search for his wallet, watch, smartphone and backpack so he could leave for work.\u00a0At the last second he realized he needed a lunch.\u00a0The left-over chicken from Saturday would do the trick.\u00a0He opened the fridge, grabbed a big, handful of chicken out of the bowl and\u00a0tossed it in some plastic-ware.\u00a0 He dashed out the door with minutes to spare to catch the train.<\/p>\n
Later at work,\u00a0he settled down to lunch at a table in the break room.\u00a0Opening up the plastic, he eyeballed the bland, chicken tossed in there. His friends were debating how many about Spaghetti Westerns <\/em>Clint Eastwood starred in back in the sixties as he noshed on his tasteless lunch.<\/p>\n “O.K., there’s The Good, The Bad and the Ugly. <\/em>And there’s For a Few Dollrs More<\/em>. But what’s the name of the first one?”<\/p>\n Silence. He looked up from his sad lunch.<\/p>\n “A Fistful of Chicken<\/em>, ” he replied.<\/p>\n The millienials took him seriously.<\/p>\n copyright 2018 Christopher Donahue<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Damn, he was in a rush again. Why did he do this to himself? A glance at the kitchen clock confirmed he was running late. What followed was a mad search for his wallet, watch, smartphone and backpack so he … Continue reading