The Lonely Top Hat

By: QDT

Written one day in English for my friend while we were bored. She came up with the requirements.

Must include:

penguin sunglasses
a cement truck
a lonely top hat
a Wal-Mart employee who hands out stickers

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Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a Wal-Mart superstore. It was an ordinary superstore, selling ordinary things, with ordinary customers and ordinary employees. Many years ago this particular Wal-Mart had stocked up on top hats, which was, for the most part, rather a good idea. The hats sold. Very nearly sold out, in fact. All save one. This particular top hat sat un-bought on the shelf, gathering dust, for several seasons until a well-meaning summer employee took it back into the storage area, where it sat, gathering more dust, next to a broken pair of depressed penguin sunglasses.

But that is all in the past. Our story actually begins on a bright and sunny Wednesday sometime in May with a chronically depressed cement truck driver named George.

George the chronically depressed cement truck driver, being chronically depressed, was not paying attention to the road. Or lack thereof. He drove the cement truck straight into the Wal-Mart superstore and right over a nice old man called Joe who handed out stickers at the door to little children who came in. You will be happy to note that he died smiling whilst saying, “Argh.”

So, in the end, the top hat was still in the storage area next to the penguin sunglasses, only now there is (and has been for a very long time) a layer of cement between it and the ever-gathering dust.

the end.