Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Zoe Tries to Plan the Holiday Menu with Suki


Z: What do you fancy for Christmas dinner this year? Ham? Spinach nibbles? What else?
S: I can't think of anything, really. That sounds fine, what you said.
Z: Oh, come on, now. Have a go at life. Give me some ideas.
S: [sigh] You know me; not much of an appetite. Fix what you like. Wait. What do you mean, "Have a go at life."?
Z: You never seem to have an opinion when I need one from you, and I'd like to have some input. I'm trying to plan ahead here.
S: What was that?
Z: What?
S: I thought I heard something.
Z: You always think you heard something, and it's always nothing. Now come on, Suki, think about what you want to cook. You never seem to like anything I make, but you don't have any suggestion -- Hey! where are you going?
S: You're hurting my feelings.
Z: What? How?
S: You're yelling at me and - and judging me.
Z: Oh, you're just playing the victim again.
S: Stop following me!
Z: Stand still and talk to me! Hey, what did I tell you about slamming doors? It just makes me feel angry and helpless, and I'm just going to yell more and louder! . . .Suki ! Suki. Please.
S: Are you crying? Hey, get out of my room! I didn't invite you into my space!
Z: Do you just not care about getting ready for Christmas? Are you just going to ignore all we have to do around here again? Are you just going to spend Christmas reading a book like last year? I'll just never understand you, Suki.
S: Are you crying? Hey, don't cry --
Z: Leave me alone.
S: Hey, where are you going? I'll help you. Don't be upset with me. Don't hate me.
Z: Darn it, where's the bloody keys?
S: You know, Zoe, I've read that term is actually very offensive. You shouldn't use terms for which you do not fully understand the social connotations.
Z: I'll bloody well use any term I like whenever I like. Where did I PUT MY JACKET!! Listen, don't wait up. It's gonna take me a while this time. You really get on my last nerve, you know that?
S: I didn't mean to make you cry.
Z: AAAG!
[SLAM]
S: [sigh] Finally. Now. Left-over salmon patties all for me. MMmm!

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