Thursday, August 26, 2010

The Yellow Wristband

"I fell out of the run," this was the explanation he gave as I gazed pointedly at the new, neon-yellow wristband adorning Roc's wrist. He now had one for each arm, and was slowly beginning to look like a stoplight.
"Are they serious?" I shook my head, disgusted at their tactics. Really?
"Apparently." He took a deep breath. "You want to hear something funny?"
"Of course." Levity at this point would be a good thing.
"There's a guy on the street outside the Academy, he sells these things for a dollar a piece."
"Only in New York."

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