A carpet installer decides to take a cigarette break after completing the installation in the first of several rooms he has to do. Finding them missing from his pocket he begins searching, only to notice a small lump in his recently completed carpet-installation.
Not wanting to rip up all that work for a lousy pack of cigarettes he simply walks over and pounds the lump flat. He decides to forgo the break continues on to the other rooms to be carpeted.
At the end of the day he’s completed his work and has started loading his tools into his trucks when two events occur almost simultaneously: 1) He spies his pack of cigarettes on the dashboard of the truck, and 2) The lady of the house calls out, “Have you seen my parakeet?”
