Note: Strong language. Also, don’t read this whilst eating.
Tuesday, May 22nd, 5:00pm
Andrea (and Ralph)
Andrea sits at window. Ralph takes the seat beside her.
Ralph: Good afternoon.
Andrea: Yeah? What’s so good about it?
Ralph: Oh I don’t know. I’m feeling pretty good.
Andrea: Good for you! I’ve had a lousy day. First of all my alarm clock, like, doesn’t go off on time? And I have to take a taxi to work, then I get there and the coffee pot’s, like, broken so I have to wait ’til lunch time to get a dose of caffeine, and then I come back and, like, this new guy? Who just started working? He won’t shut up with the innuendos. You know, like, comin’ on to me and shit. I’m like dude, you’re like more than thirty years old!
Ralph: Sounds like a rough day.
Andrea: (snorts) You could say that.
Ralph: I just got out of hospital. I started shitting green stuff and before I knew it I was …
Andrea: (holds up hand) Please, don’t go on.
Ralph: … puking up all this brown crap, and I hadn’t been eating anything brown …
Andrea: (gags) Please.
Ralph: … so it was like my puke was coming out of my ass and sh …
Andrea: (stands, hand over mouth) Excuse me.
Ralph: … it coming out of my …
Ralph: … throat.
Andrea stands at the door retching, waiting for the bus stop.
Ralph: (calling out to her) Hope you have a better day tomorrow!
Next stop: Wednesday, May 23rd, 6:00pm