This morning at 7AM as I was heading into the cube farm, I spotted an older gentleman sitting on a concrete parking stop between two cars. In one hand he had a "Big Gulp" sized drink, and in the other he had a brown paper bag. As I watched, he popped the lid off of the cup and dumped his soft drink under the car next to him. When it was empty he reached into the brown paper bag, pulled out a 40 ounce "Colt 45," opened it and dumped it into the cup. Putting the lid back on his beverage, he stood up and tossed the rest of his trash under the car next to him.
As he wandered off, I wondered where he might be heading.
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