Was That Really Necessary?

Every morning, the newspaper has to get tossed up onto the first floor balcony.  Sometimes, the paper boy’s arm just doesn’t have the gusto to get this done.  This morning was just one of those days for the poor guy.  All I can gather was that his toss ricocheted of the facing of the balcony and landed in the flower bed.  The consequences of this action may not be immediately apparent until a new character joins the fray.

Enter the evil Gardener.  Every morning, he comes into our house, takes all of our tank water, and leaves a mess all over our balcony and floor.  Before that, though, he waters the plants of our landlady.  On this day, apparently the guy felt that the newspaper that had inadvertently fallen into the flower bed needed water like the rest of the foliage.  

I wasn’t overly impressed when I went to collect the soggy newsprint.  All I could think was, “Was that really necessary?”