Yelling at the candle

It was dark out at midday. I went outside and looked up in the sky. The Sun wasn’t there. What was there was a floating candle.

I shouted up to the candle, “Hey, where’s the Sun?”

The candle said, “It called in sick. I’m a temp.”

I said, “To be honest, you’re not making a difference.”

The candle said, “How can you be sure?”

I said, “It’s dark out.”

The candle said, “Okay, yeah, but not as dark as it would be if I wasn’t here.”

I said, “Dark is dark.”

The candle ignored me. I said, “Aren’t you going to respond.” The candle was silent. I said, “I know you can hear me.” The candle looked away.

I went back inside. My dog Rexy came up to me and said, “You really need to take a nap.”