Seth, Colin, Randy, and Reggie were still sitting around and stoking the campfire after the other Scouts went to bed. Now that all the adults were in bed, they could talk freely, though they were keenly aware that Assistant Scoutmaster Sonny was a light sleeper.
Colin asked, “Know any good jokes?”
“Naa, too tired even if I did,” Reggie said.
“Ya know,” Randy said. “I was thinking while we were on one of our breaks this afternoon. So, we’re by that creek, filling up our water jugs and canteens – man, that water was ice cold.”
Seth said, “Yeah, go on.”
“Well, it’s 1980 now. What if we didn’t have to lug our canteens with us? What if there was a company that bottled up this water and sold it like they in do pop cans or bottles?”
“That’s funny,” Reggie said. “Who’d be stupid enough to buy water in a bottle when they can just run their tap at home? I mean, we don’t go camping enough – and as far as I can tell – there aren’t that many campers in the world that would justify such an invention. No one’s screaming for it. I mean, would you buy water in a store when you can get water for pennies per gallon at home? That’s like buying air or something.”
“But, you’ve got to admit it would be handy on trips like this,” said Seth. “Bring a six pack with us and then we don’t have to worry about finding creeks or worse, creeks that have dried up.”
“Well, never mind. It was just a random thought I had,” Colin said.
*******
Of course my mind was racing ahead, waiting for the reveal of the last name of the light sleeper, Assistant Scoutmaster Sonny, overhearing this conversation--Dasani? Evian?
That's a good idea! that's what I would have done take bottled water. Some Kids are pretty intelligent.