Smashing Mirrors
A couple days ago, my buddy asked if I would help him move a couch on Tuesday night. The conversation went something like this...
Buddy: Hey, are you busy Tuesday after work? We bought a couch from some guy and I need to go pick it up. Can you help?
Brad: Of course. What's our transportation plan?
Buddy: My mother-in-law's minivan.
Brad: You sure it's big enough?
Buddy: Yea, I think so.
Brad: I'm not so sure. Maybe you should just take the department owned moving truck. It's already on campus and would be easier than involving your mother-in-law.
Buddy: Sounds like a plan.
This now leads into...
So what ended up happening you ask? Well, my buddy will have to end up dealing with the damages on both the hummer and the moving truck. Oh you mean about the couch? Funny you should ask. We ended up going to his mother-in-law's, getting the minivan, and fitting the couch in there.
And yes, it dawned on both of us that if he had never listed to me to begin with, we would have avoided the whole fiasco. Or if he had continued to listen to me, we probably would have avoided the fiasco.
Lessons learned...
*I have to thank my friend, Accelerated Baby for the one act play idea.
Buddy: Hey, are you busy Tuesday after work? We bought a couch from some guy and I need to go pick it up. Can you help?
Brad: Of course. What's our transportation plan?
Buddy: My mother-in-law's minivan.
Brad: You sure it's big enough?
Buddy: Yea, I think so.
Brad: I'm not so sure. Maybe you should just take the department owned moving truck. It's already on campus and would be easier than involving your mother-in-law.
Buddy: Sounds like a plan.
This now leads into...
Smashing Mirrors*
a one act play
Scene
Budget rental truck. BUDDY [the aforementioned above] is behind the wheel of the truck driving down the road with the windows down and the wind blowing. BRAD [sitting in the passenger seat, also with window down, also with wind blowing]
BRAD
Dude, you're getting pretty close to these parked cars on the street. You might wanna watch it.
BUDDY
(in a high pitch voice to mimic ME) "Dude, you're getting too close to...
CRASH
(Suddenly a loud noise is heard. BUDDY looks over and sees that BRAD is covered with pieces of glass from the side view mirror of the truck. BRAD looks down to notice that he is wearing tons of glass).
BUDDY
Son of a mother effer bitch.
BRAD
(quietly) I told you you were getting too close to the cars.
BUDDY parks the truck down the street and BUDDY and BRAD set off to check out the damage.
BUDDY
Tell me it wasn't the hummer we hit....
BRAD
(affirmatively) OH it was DEFINITELY the hummer we hit.
End Scene (well, not really)
We ended up discovering that we had indeed hit the Hummer's driver side mirror. The thing was bent all the way around denting the driver side door in the process. We left a note and ended up hearing from the owner not 10 minutes later. Can you bet he was a happy camper?a one act play
Scene
Budget rental truck. BUDDY [the aforementioned above] is behind the wheel of the truck driving down the road with the windows down and the wind blowing. BRAD [sitting in the passenger seat, also with window down, also with wind blowing]
BRAD
Dude, you're getting pretty close to these parked cars on the street. You might wanna watch it.
BUDDY
(in a high pitch voice to mimic ME) "Dude, you're getting too close to...
CRASH
(Suddenly a loud noise is heard. BUDDY looks over and sees that BRAD is covered with pieces of glass from the side view mirror of the truck. BRAD looks down to notice that he is wearing tons of glass).
BUDDY
Son of a mother effer bitch.
BRAD
(quietly) I told you you were getting too close to the cars.
BUDDY parks the truck down the street and BUDDY and BRAD set off to check out the damage.
BUDDY
Tell me it wasn't the hummer we hit....
BRAD
(affirmatively) OH it was DEFINITELY the hummer we hit.
End Scene (well, not really)
So what ended up happening you ask? Well, my buddy will have to end up dealing with the damages on both the hummer and the moving truck. Oh you mean about the couch? Funny you should ask. We ended up going to his mother-in-law's, getting the minivan, and fitting the couch in there.
And yes, it dawned on both of us that if he had never listed to me to begin with, we would have avoided the whole fiasco. Or if he had continued to listen to me, we probably would have avoided the fiasco.
Lessons learned...
*I have to thank my friend, Accelerated Baby for the one act play idea.
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