And yes, here's my version of TIW Challenge 82, another 'marital strife' type dialogue
...if you haven't voted for my story in Challenge 81, please do so...it's the solemn funny one....
http://theironwriter.com/challenge-81/
The Brother
TIW Challenge 82
(4 elements - A Arnold Schwarzenegger Commando
Action Figure, A New (10th) Circle of Hell (meaning you have to make it up and
give it a title), The Dunning Kruger Effect, Perfume Atomizer)
She came in, spraying her perfume
atomizer around the room. Someone was coming round. Who was it?
"I've told you a thousand
times, my work doesn't smell." I sealed the box up and put my collection
of Amblytelus ground beetles away into their particular drawer.
"I don't care. I hate those
things. Smell or no smell, I think they're disgusting."
"It's my work, dear, my field
of expertise." To make her feel more at ease, I opened the window to let
some fresh air in.
"My brother will be here
soon, so take those joggy bottoms of yours off and put on something
more…respectable."
"Your brother? But that's the
second time this month? What does he want now? More money?" I checked my
wallet, making sure there was enough to cover such a visit.
"Brian! How dare you! He's my
brother. If he needs money, then we can help him out."
"Why doesn't he get a
job?"
"Brian!" She rushed
across the room, spraying her perfume atomizer along the furniture and the
sofa, only to find her supply running out.
"Well, he thinks he knows
everything!"
"You know he's
unskilled…"
"Yes, but he's always ready
to tell me what's right and what's wrong, isn't he? It's those muscles of his,
it makes him think he's some kind of superhero who can do anything. I'm sure he
suffers from the Dunning Kruger Effect…"
"He's my brother, you can't
talk about him like that! And anyway, there's nothing wrong with a little
muscle…"
I watched as she left the room and
emerged with a plate load of sandwiches from the kitchen.
"A little muscle? He's got
more muscles than a caterpillar!" That last remark caused her to stop in
her tracks and tutt.
"Ah, I knew you'd have to
bring your Entomology into this at some point. You just can't
stop thinking about it, can you? My brother takes care of his body and as I
said, there's nothing wrong with his muscles."
"Absolutely.
Every day, 8 to 4, in that gym. My old Arnold Schwarzenegger Commando
action figure had less muscles than him. Except for one, of course." I
tapped the side of my head and she shook hers.
"Well please don't go into
some intellectual tirade like you did the last time. You know how upset he gets
when he doesn't understand something. He broke grandma's China vase, remember?
We're running out of the old inheritance."
"Yes, I remember. He's rather
like a gorilla, don't you think? His dire apathy towards knowledge is killing.
They should invent a whole new Circle of Hell just for him, 'Apathy of
Knowledge and Understanding', perhaps. A little different to ignorance,
wouldn't you say? Ignorance isn't really a choice for him, it would be a step
up…that place would be good for a few other people I don't care to
mention..."
She clenched her fists, pushing
them down to her sides and her face went a deep purple.
"Don't bring my parents into
this!"
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