As mentioned Saturday past, the gals at the Triple Threat Investigation Agency—JJ, Rey, and Linda—have started a creative writing course. Linda provided her creative piece, Rey’s next on the list. We saw her pen several pieces on napkins; most landed in the wastepaper basket with a few “choice words” blowing into the blustery breeze. But, late last night, her pièce de ré·sis·tance was finished (as were JJ and Linda with the unrestrained self-satisfaction). 😉
I Wanna Know, Puh-leeze . . .
◊ why a wide boulevard sidewalk only seems to accommodate a zigzagging 90-pound person who can somehow morph into the width and span of a Hummer? Try as you might, you can’t seem to meander past.
◊ how your unemployed (through choice) forty-something friend, still living at home with Mom and Pop, gets away with it? (And would they like to adopt me?)
◊ if airport baggage handlers bowl 10-pin with your bags? The more dents and holes, the more points?
◊ why telemarketers call you just as you’re about to sit down to eat or climb into a crowded bus?
◊ why weather and “forecasting” channels spend millions on analytic equipment and can still only confirm that it’s a rain day when it actually starts to fall? (That one was for you, JJ. As a former meteorologist, maybe you’d like to speak to that one? He-he.)
◊ why the boss waits until 4:45 p.m. to pass you an urgent project he/she has been sitting on since 8:15 a.m.? (That’s for my 9-to-5 chums.)
◊ who actually believes willpower is easy to control? (I can’t resist a sale. Never have, never will.)
◊ why, just as you’re ready to blast someone for something stupid they said or did, they share something absolutely (unexpectedly) nice/lovely/kind . . . and all that anger and energy you’ve been amassing as to be put back on the stockpile?
◊ why Murphy and his law is always <bleeping> right?
◊ why what goes around really doesn’t come around?
◊ . . . how come there’s not more love and peace, respect and kindness in the world . . .?
JJ, who’s next, has been sitting at the laptop for the last couple of hours . . . mostly scratching her head . . . and catching up on Facebook friends.