The alarm started its nagging rampage long before the sun broke the horizon. Being a Sunday morning meant that the wife’s church going habits were to blame. As she gathered the kids and primped herself, her husband Tyrese lay still in the bed. He had no use for such a place. Tyrese had even been quoted as saying once, “It steals a man’s sleep and everyone knows that a man’s sleep is not to be messed with. Besides who wants to go to a loud ass church where everyone screams about God? I’d rather hit it up with my boys then go have my ears raped by their pointless praising.”
Knowing Tyrese’s feelings on the matter, his wife left him snoring as she and the children departed to God’s house. After his family rolled out of the driveway Tyrese rolled out of bed trudged to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Looking into the mirror, as he let the water warm up enough to get in the shower, Tyrese could see what remained of the once all state afro-American track star in high school. He had been at the top of his game then. Trim and lean, Tyrese had been a lightning bolt on the track and a thunder crack in the sack. Now all that remained was a six foot three inch 135 pound high-school dropout obsessed with any woman but his wife and who made his living off the weekly unemployment checks that showed up in the mail.
After taking a shower Tyrese went to the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinets of mix-matched articles that couldn’t quite make up a decent meal between all of them. In the back, behind a half used box of cream of wheat and some old stale crackers Tyrese discovered an opened box of fruity pebbles. He pulled a recycled whip-cream bowl from the clean dish tray and started pouring the rainbow. As the mix of Yellow, red, and green began to fill his dish Tyrese noticed that a ticket had fallen out of the box and onto the floor.
He bent over and picked up the slip of paper and read aloud, “Enter this code online for a chance to win an all expenses paid trip to Disney!!!”
Tyrese put the bowl on the counter and took the ticket over to his prehistoric pc that laid dust covered on a rickety desk supported on one side by unused books in the corner. As the pc grumbled awake Tyrese could hear a faint growl of the processer as it strained itself and the ticking of the fan from the back of its tower. Tyrese went to retrieve his bowl of sugary goodness and stood there watching the pc load as he chewed. When it finally loaded the desktop image of a scantily clad underwear model, Tyrese set the bowl down on a stack of old Track and Field magazines next to the desk and pulled out the kitchen chair seconding for a desk chair and sat down.
Tyrese surfed his way through the pop-ups asking him to visit this naked girl and that until he finally found the website listed on the slip he had found and entered the code. To his surprise Tyrese found that he had won. Immediately Tyrese saw this as his opportunity to escape his dull life in small town New York so he began to formulate a plan. He could see it all materializing in his mind. He would buy all he needed while his wife was at work this week, stash it under the bed, and next Sunday, as she drove off to God’s house, he would grab all he needed and leave his poe dunk little town.
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