I found these choice pieces in a stack of papers from my junior year fiction class with Dr. Foreman:
Ten things that make me angry, week of 1/13-1/20 [I recorded only three]:
1)The way that my cousin ignores me when I try to give him a friendly 'point' greeting.
2)People laughing at non-humorous parts of a movie and then trying to explain an already obvious joke.
3)The boy in CHOW Art and Music who, after hearing a well-known Beethoven sonata, shouted, 'Can anyone tell me what movie this song was in?'
Ten things that please me, week of 1/13-1/20 [again, only three]:
1)When friends who I didn't even have last year call me regularly by my first name.
2)The cup of Ghirardelli hot chocolate given to me by my roommate after a cold day.
3)Waking up to a square of sunlight fixated on my Radiohead poster to the left of my bed.
A Waitress Who Rhymes:
"Amanda always came into work singing, and after fifteen years of waitressing she had grown too accustomed to the nauseating smells of hot oil and bacon grease. In fact, she was in the middle of a project to announce the menu to patrons in a unique way - she made it rhyme.
'A bit of lamb goes well with lime jam,' she once told a customer. 'And how about some tea with your broccoli?' That particular customer accepted the rhyming gleefully and laughed. But not all of them did.
It was an old, stodgy man who first resented the playfulness. Amanda approached him and chanted, 'Today our special is venison stew. A nice side dish would be honeydew!' He grunted. 'And juice with goose would spruce you loose. How 'bout it?"
He frowned. 'Just stop the nonsense, okay? Bring me some breadsticks for a starter.'
'Might give you gas you cranky old farter!'"
(Foreman added that last line himself.)
