"I am the passenger..."

Seeing how it's Monday and I had to be at the community church moving tables around, I happened to find someone who didn't have a ticket to ride. He tried to be very still and very quiet as I was scurrying around, trying to take an eight foot table from outside and bring it inside.

For some reason, something told me to look down at the table I was carrying. Lo and behold, a small tan frog was staring back at me. I swear, he didn't move a iota when I tried moving the table leg, as well as take various pictures. He must have known I wouldn't hurt him, or maybe he was ready for his closeup Mr. DeMille. Either way, when I did move the table close to an outside wall and find a stick, I gently nudged him onto the wall. He stayed there for I don't know how long, as I had to finish my job. I took a lot of photos and too much time "playing" with this thing as it was... the clock on the wall ain't stuck at 3 these days.

I guess this can be added to the "things you see at work" column?

Or, as my squirrely friend Foamy said in a text: "Ribbit, motherf*cker"


Pictures or it didn't happen:
(I didn't edit these down or anything... Just added my watermarked name. WYSIWYG. All taken with an iPhone 6S)

Cheers



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