Mirror

M had a job at Macafee’s whose latest campaign was to sell duck soup to afternoon viewers. When his boss had stuck a photo of his nextdoor neighbour on the power point and invited questions, something jarred in his mind. – The following day, standing in front of the mirror, he turned to his wife and asked the fifty million dollar question. His wife, who had just heard the phone, did not even bother to turn round. When she left the bathroom, M continued to stare at his reflection. For he was convinced of the opposite.