The Leprechaun Hunter

I was driving home from work when I saw the most unusual thing: a man was standing in the middle of the street, drainage pipe in hand. It was if he was trying to catch something in the drain. I parked my car and got out to see what was going on.

“Excuse me, sir,” I said. “What are you doing?”

The man looked up at me, startled. “I’m trying to catch a leprechaun,” he said.

I must have looked skeptical, because he continued, “I know it sounds crazy, but I’ve been seeing these little green men around lately. I’m convinced they’re leprechauns. And if I can catch one, I’ll be able to get their pot of gold.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This man was obviously delusional. But before I could say anything, he’d gone back to trying to catch his leprechaun. I shook my head and got back in my car. As I drove away, I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen next.