Lunch time at work was painfully boring. Except for the vegetarian guy 2 chairs away from me. He always brings a small zip lock bag of spinach leaves with a small bag of assorted nuts. His head strangely shaped like a badly sewn stuff heart pillow you find in a yard sale with a thin body to go alongside with his peculiar sized head. He occasionally flashed, unintentionally, his socks which no one except me notice. A thinly tacky drawing, possibly bought during the 90's at a dollar general store, Greyhound dog with an argyle sweater and a maroon skirt drawing on each sock. Couldn't stop eyeballing it.
