The Dry Erase Board

And I noticed him drawing on the dry erase board. He had used every possible square inch and color. It was an announcement for a live band performing at the cafe on Friday night.

He was concentrating hard and almost done, just outlining the band's name in yellow with a bold red marker. I couldn't read the entire board from where I sat, so after building up enough courage and trying my best not to startle him, I asked, "What time will the band be playing?"

He turned around and replied, "Around 9:00 PM or so. Just like it says right here." He shifted to one side, pointed at the board and my eyes followed his finger. It must have been my confused expression that caused him to glance at the ink-covered board. With a sudden look of frustration, he exclaimed, "Aww, man! I forgot to write the time!" He then stomped off to find an eraser.

If I had known he had accidentally omitted something, I probably wouldn't have said anything. Now I just feel bad for asking.