About 6 weeks ago, when I was coming in to work, I saw something brightly colored next to the parking lot. I rushed past it, but stared at the bright red plastic and shiny chrome as I went. In my defense, it isn’t what I expect to see on my way to work, you know? It was a bong. It seemed incongruously out of place until I remembered there actually is a hookah shop a block away just down from the mediterranean deli. It’s been losing pieces over the weeks, but I still laugh that I couldn’t figure out what it was for so long. I walk past the hookah shop almost every time I walk anywhere during work.