The Flirt

My first real job was working at the Great Road Pharmacy for Bob. I happened to ask him for a job the same day he happened to be hiring. Mostly I worked the register, inventoried magazines and cigarettes, that sort of thing.

One day I was using the restroom in the back of the store and I heard a whistle, the you're-a-pretty-girl kind of whistle. I heard it again and again. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from, and I was beginning to feel very self conscious.

Then I remembered the pet store next door. When I got off work, I stopped in. Sure enough there was a parrot in a cage, right through the wall from the pharmacy's restroom. It whistled when it saw me.