This short story was brought into production from an idea by Joshua Scruggs, a member of the GPHS Marching Band Drumline. After a parade, he was walking back to the Band Room, and decided to lay down a beat. All in time, he went Boom Cha Cha Boom Cha Cha Boom Cha CRASH!!! He ran straight into a pole. A few days later, he wanted me to make an entire story about that incident, but put it to terms with the Macy’s 2010 Thanksgiving day Parade, and he wanted me to do it because of how I put our idea of the whole Boredom Hits America stories into words. So I have to give credit to Josh Scruggs for running into that pole and wanting me to make it into a short story. But I added a storyline to the idea, so it’s somewhat both our work in a way.

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The Grants Pass High School Marching Band and Auxiliary filed onto the plane which would take them to New York for the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, and Josh Scruggs was tired because he stayed up all night the previous night for unprotens enzelous reasons. Everyone got in their seats, and the plane taxied to the runway. Take-off was particularly exciting, to everyone not afraid of heights. That includes almost everybody, aside from those who are used to flying.

Half an hour into the flight, Scruggs closed his eyes, and dozed off. After what seemed like a minute, he opened his eyes, strangely wide awake. He looked at his watch. It was blurry. In fact, all words surrounding him were blurry. For some reason, he couldn’t read anything at all when he was so awake. Oh well. He didn’t read much anyway.

He looked out the window. A metal pole shot up from out of nowhere, and almost took off an entire engine from the plane! 

“Holy shit, did you see that?” he screamed.

Nobody responded.

“A huge pole… out of nowhere!”

Everyone looked at him like he was some sort of maniac, then two more poles came up almost taking off two separate engines.

“There they are again!” He screamed.

Everybody looked, but nobody saw anything.

“I swear they were there!”

“Sure, Josh,” said some random person from the band.

“It’s true!”

Throughout the rest of the plane ride, Scruggs kept seeing poles come up and almost take off an engine completely, but miss every time, as he insists he keeps seeing poles almost kill everyone. Finally, the ride was all over, and Scruggs was happy to still be alive. So happy, he started kissing the ground as soon as he got off the plane. Everyone thought he looked stupid because there were no poles. Garcia, the Band instructer, needed everyone to hurry up, but Josh wouldn’t listen. So Garcia grabbed him and pulled him towards where everyone needed to go. Scruggs ran straight into a pole, and he couldn’t do anything about it.