a short story with little point, although it does feature an upside-down bicycle

I mentioned earlier that I sometimes wish I carried my camera with me around campus, because there are often striking or strange sights that I'd like to capture and share. Today, there was a bicycle resting upside-down in the crook of two tree branches. I'm assuming it was probably a prank, although it wasn't particularly high in the tree, so a student--providing he or she was taller than me (and way taller than Alexander Pope)--could have hastily attempted to store it somewhere on the way to class. As I passed it, I noticed that everyone walking by was looking up at it with amused, befuddled expressions. The bicycle united us all into some sort of crazy, communal detective work.

The bike was still there on my walk back to my apartment. As I neared it, I noticed a student with a cell phone glancing up at it, sharing the same curiosity. A few seconds later, she pointed her cellphone at the bike, and took a photo. Predictable? Yes. But also kind of poignant somehow.