Art, everywhere.

A true encounter, earlier this evening:

I had been waiting in the drive-thru for over twenty-five minutes. A long wait. A frustrating wait. No possible means of escape.

Finally, my turn arrives. The employee apologizes for the delay. She asks if I want any condiments. I say no, thank you. She nods. She hands me my food.

Every spare millimeter of the bag has been filled with condiment packets.

I insist this was the best performance art I’ve enountered in years.

copyright 2015 David Cornelius all rights reserved


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