Bad Dummy

This experience I had was back when I was trying to raise money to go to mime school. I worked for a drug lord, who owned a large antique shop as a front. The shop also had an upstairs to make deals in. The store itself was filled with all kinds of things. Old radios, old chairs. We even got some cool-looking knives sometimes. But the first thing that usually caught everyone’s eye, were the dummies. They were the first thing a customer would see when they walked in. Kevin, my boss, got them from all over. Some looked like famous celebrities and cartoon characters. And others just looked like random people you wouldn’t recognize if your life depended on it. The dummies unnerved people. I didn’t mind, though. Since I had. an interest in ventriloquism

Anyway, we were nearing closing one day, when a distraught-looking man came in with a dummy. The dummy was dressed as a wizard. And it looked like what I can only describe as a cross between Dumbledore and Gandalf the white.

“ Hey, I’d like to donate my dummy to this store,” The man said.

He tried to keep his composure. However, I could tell he was nervous. What confused me, is the reason he’d want to give it away. This dummy was in near-perfect condition. Most of the ones we got, we had to make repairs to as best we could. And even then, they still look pretty faded. But this one looked almost brand new.