January 31: Facetious

Just Jot It January

Game Over

“And after I vacuum the hallways and change out the lightbulb in the basement level of this apartment building, I’ll shovel the walks. The snow should be just about done by then. Imagine, only half a foot is predicted, this time!”

“Well, you know it’ll be more. Those damn meteorologists.”

“They should be penalized, shouldn’t they?”

“Damn tootin’!”

“I noticed your back gives out every time it snows.”

“Yeah, haha.”

“But you’re still planning to go lift weights this evening.”

“I can’t disappoint the guys. I’m sure I’ll feel better by then.”

“Well maybe you could lift weights with a snow shovel today.”

“Nah. Besides, I decided that since I work full time, and you’re just a student, you should be doing all the Caretaker duties.”

“I’m a graduate student, with both teaching and research duties. That is a full-time job, if not more.”

“And since I’m a vegetarian, and you’re not, you should pay more than half for groceries. Meat costs more than fruits and vegetables.”

“We agreed to split 50-50 on everything, including the rent and utilities. Between the bottled fruit juices, and the exotic veggies, I think we even out. Besides, you do eat meat. You ate the beefy hamburgers I cooked last night.”

“Loosen the bone, Wilma. It’s not like we’re married.”

“Are you going to help with the shoveling?”

“Nah. I’m just going to rest up here, take care of my sore back, and watch the game.”

“Is there anything else I can do for you, before I get cracking?”

“Yeah. Get me a beer, will ya?”

“I was being facetious, you knob.”

(Misty watercolor me-mories…Lol!)

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2022)

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5 thoughts on “January 31: Facetious

  1. Sounds like a neighbour I once had. He’d golf over 200 rounds a year but magically his back was cocked up every time the grass needed cutting, the driveway shovelled, the Christmas lights hung, the kids chased through the neighbourhood, etc… When she finally walked out and left him with the house and kids he couldn’t compute what had gone wrong!

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