Everything had been going right that day as Michael stepped out to check his mail until he heard, “Well, howdy, neighbor!” Michael cringed and looked over to see his next-door neighbor, Wilkins, standing a few feet away.
“Howdy,” Michael fake-smiled as he opened his mailbox. Don’t make eye contact again or he’ll hook you into a thirty minute monologue about his cat, Michael thought to himself. Maybe he’ll just leave you alo—
“Checking your mail, huh?” Wilkins stepped closer. “You know Smokey has been giving me trouble—”
“Look at the time! I’m going to miss my dentist appointment on the Moon!” Smooth.
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