Three days.
At the very least, it sat there for three days. In the same spot in the loo at work, on the ledge just above the (what do you call it- urinal).Going to the loo being the engrossingly exciting task that it is, I couldn’t help but notice this thing. Then, it was the next day. It was still there, so I started to think it was dead. I blew at it. I’m sick, I know, but I blew at it gently. It’s wings flapped a little in the breeze, but little else. Then it was the third day. When the a/c kicks in, it really kicks in. I pee a lot then. Er, sorta. And the moth remained in its position, unbelievably, for the third day. The loos are cleaned twice a day but obviously not one had bothered to pay some respect to this (dead?) moth.

What was it doing there, for three days, probably more? That’s 72 hours, god knows how long that is in moth-time. Years, perhaps. What would it contemplate. Life? Women? Cricket? 42? Was it people-watching? In a human loo? Was it noticing the groaners who recover from big nights through all of the next day, or the whistlers who distractedly looked at different tiles on the wall? Maybe it was waiting for some celebrities, who it could touch and have a story for the grandkids, or maybe it just wanted to know if the Legend of The Angelic Chinese Boy Who Peeps As He Pees was true.
Either way, I blew a little harder (er, at the insect), and it flew away. Yes, it flew away. After three frantic days of immobility, it finally had gathered enough energy to move its little feathery behind out of that charming place.

Was it just me, or is this really curious. Or maybe he was an employee in the building, and (also) just plain bored.

13 thoughts:

Citrus Wednesday, August 03, 2005  

42 ha ha. very nice. it was probably trying to lay it's eggs in peace and you were bothering the hell out if it. you're going to hell mister. :)

. : A : . Wednesday, August 03, 2005  

42. Sure.

Maybe it was different insects. A set of triplets who came back everyday to experience a human urinal. Sure.


Anonymous Thursday, August 04, 2005  

uhhhh .:a:. a set of triplets who sat / contemplated life... whatever in the same position???? dont think so.
i think it was just resting... taking a breath you know.

Anonymous Thursday, August 04, 2005  

citrus: no, no. No eggs, I promise. Save my soul.

.:a:.: triplets.are you writing scripts in 1970s Bollywood by any chance....:)

anon: taking a breather? some choice of place....

Penny Lane Thursday, August 04, 2005  

the Legend of The Angelic Chinese Boy Who Peeps As He Pees... hmmm... sounds familiar :)

Jay Thursday, August 04, 2005  

-roll eyes-

He's not a legend.

BTW You evil man, you just couldn't let a little moth sit there without blowing it away (literally)?

And how did you know he doesn't go home or meet up with friends at night when you are gone?

Anonymous Thursday, August 04, 2005  

I am going to hell, arent I? if not from moth curses, then from Jay's rolling eyes. You arent the legend, my friend, the story is...:)
and heck I knew it was not good but I could not help it- I was gentle mind you, and it flew away quite easily. As for its night outs, I see what you;re saying, and feel worse for it.....but believe it realy was in the same place, I am sure of it!

Laura Castelino Thursday, August 04, 2005  

yeah it was probably a spy from the department of sanitation. oomoth :)

J. Alfred Prufrock Friday, August 05, 2005  

Moth ado abouth nothing.


Anonymous Friday, August 05, 2005  

JAP, o venerable one, trust you to come up with the punch line...:)

livinghigh Wednesday, August 10, 2005  

a-ha! engrossing. i have no idea abt de antecdents of ure winged pal, Vague. spy sent down by aliens, perhaps? mebbe its made up its mind dat we're all shit and de invasion is coming... soon.
*'war of de worlds' music*

Maurice Mitchell Saturday, August 13, 2005  

Yeesh. I would never use a bathroom that had anything sitting in it for three days. Kinda gross...but poignant.

Anonymous Sunday, August 14, 2005  

maurice: poignant, huh. Hmmm...And it was not really gross, believe me- just baffling

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