Although released from the hospital a week ago, Freddie has not eaten for two days and needs to find a place for continued existence. Depressed and hungry, he searches for a rare telephone booth, that he hopes will be in working order. After a search that has taken him the majority of the day, he spies one on the corner of a Seven Eleven. Walking to the booth Freddie drops in his very last seventy-five cents and dials the digits beginning on the advertisement he had circled in the paper previously. There is a dial tone, in addition, a rather bizarre ring captures your attention when a man with English accent responds, greeting you with a most unusual choice of words.
“Hello!” Freddie says, and then listens, “I’m calling about the personal …show more content…
What a whack job he thinks [meaning himself] peeking out the window at the approaching vehicle as if they cannot see him. The police lights flash, Freddie is prepared to kick out the emergency window and make a run for it seeing that the bus driver veers to the curb and stops. The patrol car speeds by and Freddie wonders why he thought of such a dramatic escape because he had not done anything wrong. Chalking up the unexplained notion to his medication, “I guess this is my lucky day,” he laughs, propping himself in such away he takes up the whole back seat. Hungry and tired he leans back and falls …show more content…
“How stupid can you be, standing in the middle of the street?” he yells, honking the horn at Freddie as he speeds away. Looking back in his rearview mirror, he sees Freddie in the middle of the crosswalk dancing like a crazy man. Everyone in the automobile is wondering what the lunatic was going to do next when Freddie stops and squats down for a while, everyone thinking he might be about to do something very embarrassing when he jumps into the air shocking the rubbernecks by flipping anyone who looks at him the middle finger. “Stick it up your ass…,” he shouts. To avoid the numerous cars that refuse to slow down Freddie Jumps back quickly. Having had enough of his clowning around, several cars that decline to slow down honk their horns loudly sending Freddie running in a panic across the street to the safety of the sidewalk. Once the maniac is safe, he straight away flips the middle finger to any car that happens to be passing by. The people in the vehicles are perplexed by his behavior and focus on what type of drug this poor soul could be on, probably addicted to stupid, they
“Hello!” Freddie says, and then listens, “I’m calling about the personal …show more content…
What a whack job he thinks [meaning himself] peeking out the window at the approaching vehicle as if they cannot see him. The police lights flash, Freddie is prepared to kick out the emergency window and make a run for it seeing that the bus driver veers to the curb and stops. The patrol car speeds by and Freddie wonders why he thought of such a dramatic escape because he had not done anything wrong. Chalking up the unexplained notion to his medication, “I guess this is my lucky day,” he laughs, propping himself in such away he takes up the whole back seat. Hungry and tired he leans back and falls …show more content…
“How stupid can you be, standing in the middle of the street?” he yells, honking the horn at Freddie as he speeds away. Looking back in his rearview mirror, he sees Freddie in the middle of the crosswalk dancing like a crazy man. Everyone in the automobile is wondering what the lunatic was going to do next when Freddie stops and squats down for a while, everyone thinking he might be about to do something very embarrassing when he jumps into the air shocking the rubbernecks by flipping anyone who looks at him the middle finger. “Stick it up your ass…,” he shouts. To avoid the numerous cars that refuse to slow down Freddie Jumps back quickly. Having had enough of his clowning around, several cars that decline to slow down honk their horns loudly sending Freddie running in a panic across the street to the safety of the sidewalk. Once the maniac is safe, he straight away flips the middle finger to any car that happens to be passing by. The people in the vehicles are perplexed by his behavior and focus on what type of drug this poor soul could be on, probably addicted to stupid, they