That picture of Bernie Sanders watching the presidential debate is the best photograph of the 2010s. Nothing will ever top the subtle comedy of Bernie standing up, watching somberly, Hillary and Trump debating on his flat screen TV two feet away in a dimly lit living room.
I went into the garage, hellbent on finding whatever box he was in, and there he was - not even in a box, but just sitting on top of some other boxes, looking smug and dusty.
There are a lot of scratches on the back of the receiver that you can’t quite see here, as well as a phone number scrawled in pen on the inside. For sitting in the garage for a couple of years, he doesn’t look nearly as bad as I’d expected, but still - he needs a cleanin’ (as does my desk). After that, I’ll have to see if he still works, though I doubt it. If memory serves, he didn’t work the last time I tried. If he does work, that’ll solve my problem of having to run to the other room to answer calls.
His eyes close when the receiver is in place. Whenever you answer a call, YOU DISTURB HIS SLUMBER.
