I got some x rays of my rib cage a couple of weeks ago.
The service in the imaging clinic was friendly. The walls were beige. The employees were wearing lots of makeup and several had glitter on their cheekbones.
I have been drinking about 1.5 gallons of water per day. By and by I tired of reading People magazine and inquired as to the whereabouts of the restroom.
I opened the restroom (billed as Unisex) door and stepped inside. And nearly screamed.The room was tiny and the scream certainly would have deafened me with its echo.
Staring at me from the wall was an enormous, framed print of a snarling wolf. The head filled the entire frame. When my heart stopped racing I thought: What an interesting choice.
As I turned to the toilet I was startled again. Directly above the toilet was a poster of equal size. A massive bear’s head snarled at me, mouth open so wide that it looked like a muppet with giant teeth, daring me to relieve myself under its ferocious gaze.
I decided to sit so I didn’t have to deal with the bear. This brought another wall into my line of sight. This wall had a snarling dog, unless it was a hyena or something, but I’m pretty sure it was just a really angry dog.
So…I know some of you are artists and critics and interpreters of madness. Let’s test out some theories as to just what the thinking was that brought those savage creatures into that restroom.