Fake-Hand and a Mother

I bought a fake hand around Halloween last year, trying to think of a last minute costume idea, but it never panned out. So that lay around comfortably in my mess of a room, along with my fake leg from the year before, and it stayed at the house as we made the move to grandma's.

As time passed and winter grew colder, I found the need for gloves, which were quickly found. Later, upon returning from church, I found I had lost my left glove. It being a cold cold day, I was a little disheartened. So, for the sake of at least one warm hand I kept the right glove in my jacket, even if that meant the risk of looking like Michael Jackson sometime.

Me and my mom returned to old house the other night, in search of gloves, receipts, and other knickknacks. As she fumbled through her receipts I returned to my old room, checking out the place, grabbing up loose change.

Then I saw my fake arm. A seemingly useless purchase. Almost as useless as having one glove.

Then I realized it was a right arm.

I checked my jacket pocket.

Mischievous thoughts began to brew.

I put the glove on the fake arm, fitting neatly. I held the arm in my right hand, and retreated my real arm up into the sleeve of my jacket till the fake arm was in place.

Now since I had to hold onto the fake arm, my jacket sleeve looked pretty horrid, and any normal person would have noticed. That is, any normal person that wasn't busy looking through receipts.

I approached my mom. She was reading through them, saying something, and I reached my fake hand down and said, "What's that?"

She pulled out a Sonic receipt, "That?" she said.

"Yeah"

Then I let go of the arm, letting it plummet down into her receipt pile.

She tensed for a full second...

then screamed.

I laughed.

and laughed.

and laughed.

Then I took a breath.

Then I laughed again.

This is just a funny happenstance. There's no particular lesson to this story.

Except maybe the fact that little nuances, little things that don't fit into your plan, a useless arm, a lost glove, can sometimes fall together to make something awesome.

p.s. my mom laughed later on as well