“Whatcha doin?” #318949 asked.
“Just waitin’,” #295723 replied.
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Faster than Lite and Harrumph. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
#318949 wanted to stretch her legs, but she didn’t have any. Also, if she stretched she might not fit through the optical scanning machine. So she sighed. “Are we even open yet?”
“Been open all day,” #295723 said. “I can tell coz the stack above us isn’t as heavy as it was before.”
“It would be even lighter if #174533 hadn’t eaten those donut holes while we were locked in the elections office,” #318949 muttered. “Just sayin’.”
“That wasn’t my fault,” #174533 said. “Someone left the box on me. What was I supposed to do? What would you have done?”
“Maybe have one,” #295723 replied. “But not the whole box.”
“Besides,” #318949 added, “what if that sticky stuff gums up the scanner?”
“I guess we’ll find out soon,” #174533 said. “I’m next … hey!”
#295723 shuddered. “I get that we have to be clean, but … the death penalty?”
#318949 would have crossed herself, but she had no arms either. She settled for a quiet prayer. “Oh please don’t let them ink outside my ovals.”
Photo Credit: Portion of 2016 Anne Arundel County Ballot, Maryland Reporter