Daily story, February 7, 2025

We’re all sitting in the claw machine waiting for someone to come along and take us home, and the guy next to me whispers, “You know it’s rigged, right? Most of the time, they choose you and the claw doesn’t even work properly.” I don’t believe it. Who would do such a cruel thing? But I watch the people come to the machine, and try to rescue one of us, and shrug and give up when we drop back to the bottom. And I think, that would be crueller, that little shrug, if it was in their power to do more. And I start to wonder who put the glass around us in the first place.