The polo man

The park and the polo man By Michael Everett

I was hungry and it was time for my lunch, its was a fairly cold day
but moist at the same time but still nice enough to eat outside in the
local park. So I went to the local park to eat my chicken salad
sandwich, which I did on Mondays and Thursdays only. I sat on the
furthest bench in the park and started opening my sandwiches I started
to eat them. Then a few seconds later out of the blue a man wearing a
green suit with a briefcase sat on the other end of the bench, he
quickly sat down starring forwards. I stared at him but he didn't make
eye contact with me, but I had to quickly look away as he was clearly
wearing a toupee, which was at a slant I took a big bite out of my
sandwich hoping it would stop me from laughing, but I did notice
something else there was a 6 digit number on his forehead in large
writing, it was 235 678 with the space. I carried on eating trying not
to look at the man who all the time was staring forward which unsettled
me a bit, so I decided not to eat my second sandwich. I went to leave
but before I did the man all of a sudden stared at me, I smiled back
unsure what to do as the man reached into his pocket and waved a full
packet of polos in my direction not saying a word. I was a bit confused
at what to do or what he wanted, but I thought to myself he was
offering me polo. So I took the pack saying thanks and started to open
it. But the man stopped me and opened his mouth pointing inside while
making a groaning noise. I was starting to get a bit scared but mostly
confused and I wanted to leave but for some reason I couldn't just run
away. The man carried on pointing in his mouth as the groaning got
louder, I looked around and luckily no one was about and I finally came
to the conclusion that he wanted me to feed him a polo. I hesitated a
bit and thought the only way to get out was to feed the man a polo. I
slowly took a polo from the back and went to place it in the mans
mouth, but the man backed up like he didn't want me to feed him one.
For some reason I tried to feed him again but he backed up more and
then made a throwing suggestion at me, I came to a second conclusion he
wanted me to throw a polo in his mouth. I thought this was very strange
but I thought to myself again I had to do this so I could leave. So I
took aim with the polo in my hand and threw it towards the mans mouth.
It flew through the air and bounced of the side of his mouth and fell
on the floor. The man carried on pointing to his mouth, as he wanted me
to try again. I tried several more times but I still couldn't get the
polo in the mans mouth. For some reason I wanted to get this polo in
the mans mouth, not to leave but to make the man and me happy. It came
down to 2 polos left, I was getting into it and started to take it
serious. The second to last polo I took careful aim and finally it went
in the mans mouth. The man jumped with joy and started to hug me, I was
happy as well but didn't express my self in front of him. The man then
stopped cuddling me and gave me his briefcase and ran off with out
saying anything. The man disappeared out of the park as I just stood
there, I looked around a bit and then looked at the briefcase. It has a
number combination on it and remembering the number on the mans
forehead I had to try it. It worked and the case opened to reveal a lot
of money. I quickly closed the case, I couldn't believe what was in the
case. I looked around getting very nervous. I closed the case tighter
and held it very tight. Then my left cheek started to get hot for some
unknown reason, I felt my cheek but I could feel anything but it
started to get hotter and hotter. Then all of a sudden I woke up to see
my left cheek pressed up against the hot radiator. I quickly took my
cheek away from the radiator and realised it was a dream.