I could hear her voice as I came down the hall.
It was raised.
Have I mentioned I don’t like raised?
I don’t.
“What?! What?! What are you talking about?! How is this my fault?!” The rather grating voice
was up at least two octaves.
Oh, man. Someone was getting it in the ear. Instinctively,
my steps slowed.
“I’m going to come right through this phone and choke you till you’re dead!”
Better listen, pal. If it could be done, she’d be the person
who could do it. Every alarm should
be going off in your head. I shivered. I could just picture that burly arm emerging from the receiver.
“Why you little pipsqueak! I’ve got half a mind to ta- . . .”
the voice broke in the middle.
Uh-oh. He cut her off. Buddy, never cut her off.
“Why you . . .!”
Silence. Buddy was talking again. We were obviously dealing
with a rebel here. A rather brave rebel.
“But . . .!”
More silence.
“I’m telling you, it’s smashed!
Smashed!”
It didn’t seem possible for that voice to rise higher, but
it did.
“And we’ve waited weeks for that airplane model! Weeks! It’s the key display for our annual Royal Spring show! Made by prisoners
while they were in a POW camp in Japan. Have you got no respect, man?!”
Oh, man. She’s playing the respect card . . . I’d reached
the end of the hall. The wide reception area was before me. I could see Clara’s
desk. She was turned slightly away, but I could see how red her wide face was. I
rubbed a hand over my head and seriously considered a full retreat.
She turned slightly. I froze. What is it they say about carnivores’ visual acuity?
She turned slightly. I froze. What is it they say about carnivores’ visual acuity?
A model airplane was sitting in front of her on her desk. I
frowned. It looked all right to me. Could this be the subject of her discussion?
She suddenly vaulted to her feet. “You listen to me, you . .
. you . . .” Words seem to fail her. Her face was now more of a purplish
colour.
I stared. I’d never seen this happen before.
“Well, it’s up to you to send someone to fix it!” A pause. “I
don’t care if he just finished his rounds for the day. I need him to come back!”
Another pause. “Listen, mister! I’ve got half a mind to bring this by your
office and stick it in your one good eye!”
Uh-oh. She was threatening real violence now. Maybe I should
. . . I stepped into the room.
Clara spun around and looked at me. Then jammed the phone
down on its cradle. “Well, it’s about time! I’ve been screaming at your boss
for 10 minutes!”
“Uh. Yeah. He sent me here as soon as he heard your voice.
Was there something you need me to fix?”
She made a face. “Are
you kidding?” She moved around her desk. “Maybe we should stop meeting like
this.”
And challenging it is.
But Delores is retiring.
Our dear friend Elephant's Child has assumed the duties for the near future.
Words for Wednesday hangs in the balance.
It's been some time since I was able to participate.
This week, I'm back!
This week's words:
Choke, Respect, Smash, Airplane, Royal, Spring
And/or
Good, Eye, Burly, Alarm, Stick, Rebel
Hop over to EC's and see what the others have concocted!
Hop over to EC's and see what the others have concocted!
Fabulous. You had me on the edge of my seat.
ReplyDeleteYou did use the words well on this one. It got my attention.
ReplyDeleteHugs!
Bruce really just needs to propose already...
ReplyDeleteBrilliant, Diane!
ReplyDeleteI love it. You really nailed this one - and thank you.
ReplyDeleteWell done! Clara is quite the character!!
ReplyDeleteI am terrified of Clara! Sounds like my MIL
ReplyDeleteYou had me worried that someone was really going to get hauled over the coals very soon. Well done!
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