RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | You’ve Been Stranded... with the Worst Items Possible
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I open my eyes on the beach. The sun is roasting me, I’m thirsty, hungry… and the only thing I somehow brought from home is an electric razor.
No power, no nothing, about as useful as a leaky umbrella!
I look at it. It stares back.
Day one: “Maybe it runs on solar power?”
Nope.
Day two: I try spinning the blades with my fingers. Nope.
Day three: I finally admit it’s just an overpriced plastic brick.
Meanwhile, the beard… oh, the beard.
After a week I’m Robinson Crusoe’s younger brother, after two weeks some kind of biblical prophet.
Now when I catch my reflection in the water, even the seagulls flinch.
It’s been a month… they show me respect.
The razor’s useless, but hey, I’ve got the alpha castaway look nailed!