The Malediction

He was cursed.

He would have to sit at his local bar and watch other guys talk and giggle amongst themselves like little Japanese school girls at a Michael Jackson concert. He would have to watch them asking himself "why me? Why did God choose for me to have this curse?" He would set at his stool wondering about when he will need to call in to check in, or when he next visit might be. Then he would look down upon his watch and see that it was time to go home, home to a life of making sure the toilet seat was down, or that the forks were in the right place. For you see.

He was married.