Orphaned Orange

Poor little guy.

I came across this orange in my office parking lot the other day. Its skin was really dirty, but otherwise it looked fine. I found myself wondering if would still be good–it had that protective skin, right?–and thought about peeling it to see. But I ultimately decided not to in case whomever dropped the orange came back for it.

Fat chance. It sat there for days, no doubt going bad thanks to the freezing nights and 70 degree afternoons.

Just another piece of produce gone awry.