Went outside for an early smoke after getting to work, not even hitting the point where I would've considered myself fully awake yet. So of course, when I looked up and saw Mr. Peanut, I assumed it to be mere residual dreamy shit.

But it was really him. Mr. Peanut was standing right there, with human helpers who handed out free packets of honey roasted Planters peanuts while urging folks to join in on some walk-a-thon. A contradiction in actions almost overlooked because hey, Mr. Peanut was standing right next to me.

I knew the day could only decline in quality from there. Those who favor momentum should only allow themselves to see Mr. Peanut near midnight.

The best thing about being paid to dress up like Mr. Peanut and hand out peanuts is that, while growing up, nobody would've ever predicted that you'd end up doing that. You are a career surprise. You're Mr. Peanut, and I love you for it.
Posted by Matt on 08/19/2004. E-mail me!










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