Mr Big & Mr Small

(an article from my friend Darren)

I have been harbouring a secret for about five years now. Now that I'm likely to move out of my apartment soon, I feel compelled to share this secret.

I think my next-door neighbour is a freak. He weighs an incredible 180kg, and has a very beautiful Vietnamese wife. Let's call him Mr Big.

In the same house lives a handsome 60kg man, about the same age as Mr Big. I don't think he's married. Let's call him Mr Small.

Forgive me for thinking this way, but it just doesn't make sense for her to marry Mr Big if she has the choice of Mr Small.

But something else is wrong.

Never in the past five years have I seen Mr Big and Mr Small appear at the same time. I'd bump into EITHER Mr Big or Mr Small at the lift, never the both of them together.

And every time I speak to Mr Big in the morning on a certain topic, Mr Small would continue on that same topic with me in the evening.

Then it became clear to me: Mr Big and Mr Small are the same one person!

I've been puzzled for so long, and I'm pretty sure now. They speak with the same mannerism, drive the same van, and if I imagine Mr Big's face minus the fleshier portions, I get Mr Small.

That must be it!

How he manages to transform from one form into another, I don't know. Which one is his original self, I also can't tell. I suspect it's Mr Big, because he's the one with the beautiful wife.

Maybe someday before I leave, I should ask him directly.

Then again, maybe not. If he finds out that I know his secret, I don't know how he'll deal with me. All 180kg of him.

I guess some mysteries are meant to be unsolved.