It has always been told that the human animal is the most intelligent of all creatures that inhabit the earth. When these unpredictable creatures do certain things, some of us are left wondering what ever happened to the evolution and transformation of the brain.
I often hear that people today are much more intelligent than those who roamed the planet centuries ago and I’ve always questioned that assumption. I would concur that the thinking processes have changed but I doubt highly that somehow the human brain is better equipped today to “think” than it was many years ago.
Case in point!
Recently, as most of you know, my good friend and business colleague Milt Inman and I, along with our wives, traveled from southwestern Maine to the far reaches of the state – up to Fort Kent. I’ve written in previous posts about some of the events that happened to us along the way.
While we were broken down in Augusta, Maine, we had several hours to waste while we waited for repairs to the truck’s brakes. During that time, we meandered through the mall parking lot and across the street to a Hannaford’s grocery store. There we found a very nice deli. We bought several items and then went outside in the warm sunshine where the store had a picnic table so we could eat.
The food was enjoyable and the people-watching was entertaining as always but what transpired right before our very eyes, would leave even the least of the intelligent humans a bit baffled.
There were two picnic tables. The four of us sat and ate at one. At the other table there seemed to be a mixture of a couple of the store’s employees taking a smoke break and at least one other gentleman (I use that term loosely) eating his lunch. Perhaps he was on his lunch break from work as he appeared to be dressed as maybe a construction worker of some kind.
As we watched, this particular gentleman finished his lunch and deposited his garbage in the can nearby and started to walk away.
Before I tell you what he did, let me first better set the stage. It had rained the night before and as such there were mud puddles all around including a fairly large one just out in front of where we sat. While we were eating and people watching, a man with the appearance of having swallowed a basketball, walked by and hacked up what we call a large “lunger” of green slimy crap and spit it into the mud puddle.
If that didn’t spoil your lunch, what happened a few minutes after that might. The guy who had just finished eating and deposited his leftovers in the can, turned to walk away and stopped right in front of this same spat in mud puddle. He squat down and began washing his hands in the mud puddle.
Lightly rubbing his hands together, I think he got one bunch of sticky stuff off while adding another kind of slimy stuff. He patted his hands dry on what I imagine was not very clean plants and skipped off happy and fed.
Unreal!
Tom Remington
