Best Story of the Week…December 10th

After my run in the morning, I often stop at my friend’s gourmet store, just opening up.

I do it for the company and the cup of coffee I leave with.

Sometimes Tony will ask me to help, like today when he asked if I’d go to the basement to get a bag of coffee filters.

I decide, since I’m down there, to use the bathroom,

When I open the door, a middle-sized rat is sitting in the sink as if he were poolside in Palm Beach. All he needed was a Speedo.

I’m pretty sure my heart stopped since I froze, before backing up slamming the door.

I turn to the kid at the sink, washing lettuce. “Do you know there’s a rat in the bathroom?”

He says, unfazed, “You mean Pedro?”

Did he think I said cat? “RAT…A RAT.”  He shrugs, caressing his romaine like a girlfriend.

I run upstairs, falling, skinning my shin now wishing I hadn’t worn shorts.

Speechless, I can’t get the words out when Tony asks, ‘Where are the filters?”

He and Harry, the produce man, stare at me awaiting an answer as I shoot for the front door.

Greg, who’s hosing down the front sidewalk, says…”Hey Susannah, what gives?”

He sees my face,

“You didn’t go into the bathroom did ya?”

I run home not stopping till I’m at my front door.     

A day or so later, after regaining myself, learned, Pedro, unbeknownst to Tony, was adopted as a baby, fed well, salami being his favorite fare. I suggested it just might be time he was taken to the Park since, a sink is just so big.

They promised to think this over.

Only in New York.


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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84 Responses to Best Story of the Week…December 10th

  1. I’d date myself if I called the kid a rat fink.

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  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    A rat in the sink would certainly make me scream and run, pet or not! If you ever dare to use the loo again, be sure to bring a piece of cheese, ha ha! If they go one vacation, maybe they’ll ask you to rat sit. Remember Topo Gigio on Ed Sullivan?
    I once came home to a pig in the bathtub; my father’s idea.

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  3. Dale says:

    Pedro, eh? That would definitely have stopped my heart, too! Dunno that I will ever understand the rat lovers of this world 😉

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  4. Sorryless says:

    Pedro has the life, I don’t know if the outside world would be as good to him as your friend. Maybe what they do is move him into a studio apartment instead?

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  5. kingmidget says:

    Yeah, there are certain things. Snakes are one. Rats are another. Just no.

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  6. If they had said his name was Ben, I would join you in the sprint for home. Fun story, Susannah.

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  7. You know, I’ve never actually seen a rat in real life. I’m sure they had them in Korea but I never saw them. Pedro sounds like the mice that Maya adopted: just keep them out of sight of the owner. 🙂 Great story, as always.

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  8. Hahahaha! I love the unfazed worker and the name Pedro. The vision of you going up those stairs made me laugh out loud. Sadly, I’ve done that for much less than a rat named Pedro!


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