Six Words: Crackle, Sap, Imaginary, Strange, Amazing, Breakfast
I opened the box of cereal the way I open every new box of cereal. I slide my finger under the top flap to separate it from the one under it, lift up both flaps, and then the short side flaps. Lately I’ve been using a scissors to cut open the top of the plastic bag inside the box. The paper crackles as the cereal shifts within the bag. There should be nothing strange or amazing about that. No imaginary creatures should leap out of the box or out of the bag. This should be a boring story, not worth retelling. But not this morning.
This bag wouldn’t cut! The scissors couldn’t even get near it. I held the bag in my left hand and the scissors in my right. As I moved the scissors toward the bag, the bag twisted! It squirmed! The crackling grew louder. I gripped the bag tighter. It fought back harder. The scissors couldn’t get near it. This was absurd. Even at Gaines Ranch, the residents wouldn’t believe me if I told them about this. So the bag and the scissors and I wrestled on, and on, and on. Eventually my strength was sapped. I had to give up for the day. I shouldn’t have been surprised though. Have any of you tried to unscrew the top on a milk carton lately?