A freelancer stared out our office window at the bleak, damp, chilly autumn landscape. You can see the intersection of I-287 and Route 10. In the foreground, there are six straggly trees in a patch of dirt. Did I mention this is New Jersey?
"Omigod! There is a monkey in that tree over there!"
Long pause.
"Ohhhhh," she said. "It's not a monkey...."
"It's a marmot."
-
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment