When You Don't Have a Coin to Flip

In class today, we were deciding on speech topics. Mrs. A called on Jim to choose his topic. The pressure was on. He had been deciding between two topic possibilities when it came to be his turn. He cast about for something like a coin to toss. He looked first at his literature book, and decided against it. We were all waiting. His gaze fell upon his binder. That would do. He made note aloud that the backside up would be topic number four and hurriedly tossed it in the air. It fell to the ground with a clatter, papers everywhere, inside out. Neither front nor back was facing up, and we all stared at the binder's scattered insides.

"Uh... Number 6," Jim replied, ending our suspense, "I should have flipped your laptop, Miss McKalips."