#122 – Benches
My apartment complex is pretty nice. Outside the buildings are patches of grass, some walkways, and benches to sit on when it’s warm out. These benches, which I’d previously thought were bolted into the sidewalk, were taken away last December. They popped up again in the middle of May. I’ve been trying and trying oh so hard to imagine what a bench thief looks like, but I’m getting nothing. I think Al (who speaks very little) is just paranoid, or he has a bench fetish that I most certainly do not want to know about. Either way, I’m glad they are back as the weather is warming up over here (you people in AZ can ignore this as I know you have 110-degree days) and it’s always a treat to take some time to relax outside.