When I walked past the Math Lab and saw that someone had once again changed the sign to read Meth Lab, I laughed and snorted coke out my nose in front of important visitors wearing expensive suits.

When I apologized, one of the men laughed and said, “Aren’t you SUPPOSED to snort coke in a meth lab?”

And another of them replied, “In the lab, maybe, but not out in the open where people can see you do it.”

And then they all laughed, and one of them sounded like a circus seal begging for a fish and being forced to balance a striped ball on his nose for it.

The sound made them all stop laughing and look around for the seal. Nobody admitted to being the seal.

And then they left. And so did I.

And now I’m home.

The end.