Tennis, Anyone?

You know, I do see lots of strange things when I take the train to work.

Phone-cam documentation:

Now I know it’s hard to see, and I wish I had seen this when I first entered the Wardlow Station parking lot. But if you look closely, you’ll see that the whole back seat of this mid-80s Buick is filled with tennis balls. Yep, and they nearly went up half of the rear window.

As I stood there and waited for the next train, I began to think about it. How did they get them all in there? What’s is going to look like when they open the doors? Did they go under the seat and begin to fill the front? What are they going to do with them all?

So many questions that I’ll never have the answer to. But that’s what makes life so interesting.