Dessert

It’s Wordle #212 over at the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Blog!

Connie was sick of her badmash boyfriend Brad and this disgusting all-you-can-eat buffet he insisted on taking her to. Everything seemed to glisten as if it had been doused in oil. From the food on the rusty old buffet to the Formica tables and red vinyl chairs; it was a grease pit. Sometimes it seemed to Connie that she was actually inhaling grease-tinged air

They stood in line holding their plastic plates and cheap, bendable silverware.

“Hey, babe. Lookit!” Brad pointed to a pan of unidentifiable food items. “Those wild-caught catfish are the size of torpedoes! They gotta be two-foot long…”

“Yeah, buddy!” Connie rolled her eyes. If I had a ruler I’d measure ‘em for ya.”

“What’s wrong with you?” Brad asked. “You act all cantankerous like this place ain’t good enough for ya; like I ain’t good enough for ya anymore.”

“Cantankerous?” Connie repeated. “Such a big word for little Brad! I didn’t know you could pronounce multi-syllabic words!”

Brad gazed through the window at a lighthouse in the distance. There was a look of melancholy in his eyes. His mouth was moving but no sound came out. “Multee…what?”

“Never mind,” Connie sighed. “It’s your turn,” she nodded at the buffet. “Let’s light this candle!” Connie’s words dripped with sarcasm. “What are you going to get?”

Brad appeared thoughtful for a moment, and then began rattling off his order to the serving woman. “First, I’d like two pieces of catfish, French fries, some o’ that Jell-O mold with the green stuff in it, please.”

“And for dessert, sir?”

Brad glanced at Connie. “I’ll take a new girlfriend with a side of manners.”

 

 

SusanWritesPrecise/ Susan Marie Shuman

TripAdvisor.com

2 thoughts on “Dessert

Tell it like it is

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.