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Thursday, August 13, 2020

Story 352: I Conquered Seasickness – Now I Am Invincible!


            (On the phone)
            Friend 1: Hey, what’s up?
            Friend 2: Hi – one of my coworkers gave me two dolphin watch tickets they can’t use now – wanna go?  It’s for this Sunday.
         Friend 1: Uh, sorry, what?  We’re swimming with the dolphins?  `Cause that’s unnatural, you know, for them.
           Friend 2: No, we’re just watching them: you go out on a boat and they usually swim right up and show off.
            Friend 1: Oh.  All right, I guess I can go then, I’m always available.
            Friend 2: Great!
            Friend 1: But maybe not, `cause I get seasick.
            Friend 2: Since when?
            Friend 1: Since forever.
            Friend 2: You went on plenty of ferry rides for field trips back when we were in school!
            Friend 1: OK, maybe I was fine then, but ever since puberty, wham!  Over the rails.  I haven’t been on a boat in 20 years.
            Friend 2: Wow, I never noticed.
           Friend 1: Yeah, it’s not something that comes up naturally in conversation.  So, it may put a bit of a crimp in my enjoyment of this little sojourn.
            Friend 2: Hmmm, that it would.  Hang on, how about if you take --------- before we go?
            Friend 1: Never tried it.  What’re the side effects?
            Friend 2: Don’t know, but check it out; most people who get seasick swear by it.
            Friend 1: Sure, I’ll go get some, but it’s rude to swear.
            Friend 2: …Yeah, see you on Sunday.

SUNDAY

            (At a dock next to a dolphin watch ship, Friend 2 waits on the bobbing pier as storm clouds threaten overhead.  Friend 1 strolls over without hesitation on the shifting boards, beaming widely)
            Friend 1: Howdy-howdy-howdy!  And how are we this fine morning?
            Friend 2: Did you get my message?
            Friend 1: No.  (Checks phone) Oh there it is.
           Friend 2: It’s going to pour any minute, but the company said the boat’s still going out because it’s supposed to clear up later, so I called to see if you still wanted to go since the water’s gonna be really rough.
            Friend 1: Clearly we both do.  Shall we commence boarding this here dinghy yonder?
            Friend 2: I’m guessing you took the ---------, then?
          Friend 1: I took TWO!  (Starts bouncing up and down with the pier bobbing higher and higher) Who knew what I was missing all these years, wheeee!!!
           Friend 2: (Places a restraining hand on Friend 1’s shoulder) Let’s just get on board before I change my mind.
            (The passengers and crew board the ship and they set off into increasingly choppy waters and pouring rain; Friends 1 and 2 find seats on the upper deck)
         Friend 1: (Pointing) Look!  A seagull!  (Pointing) Look!  A buoy!  (Pointing) Look!  A swimming human!
            Friend 2: We haven’t left the harbor yet.
          Friend 1: I know, and already there’s so much to see!  (The ship increases speed and starts heaving up and down in the waves) Yippee, we even get a thrill ride on top of everything else, this is AWESOME!
            Friend 2: (Turning pale) And we haven’t left the harbor yet.
           Friend 1: You already said that.  (Rummages in a knapsack and holds out food) By the way, I grabbed our complimentary muffins when we got here – want yours now?
            Friend 2: (Stares at the muffin and swallows with difficulty) No thank you.
            Friend 1: I’ll save it for later.  (Munches on the other muffin)
            (Several minutes later, dolphins are spotted near the ship)
            Friend 1: (Runs on a downward slant towards a side railing) Awwww, they’re so cute!  Look at them frolic!  Hello, fellow mammals, I wish we could return to our home in the sea and hang out with you all forever!
            Friend 2: (Holding onto the back of a bench as the ship sways) Not right now, I don’t.
           Friend 1: You should come over and see this!  They’re so many of them all around as if they’re trying to herd us inland, and the lighting shows off their shiny skin wonderfully!
           Friend 2: (Stands unsteadily) I’m going to head downstairs for a bit.  (Lurches down the stairs)
           Friend 1: Sure thing – watch your step, the whole deck is soaked!  (Hears clicking from the dolphins’ echolocation and looks down at the nearest group) What’s that?  “Go back to shore, you stupid land animals”?  Freakin’ adorable.
            (Later, Friend 2 is seated in the lower deck and leaning against a window when Friend 1 plops down on the same bench)
            Friend 1: (Drinking from a bottle and holding out another to Friend 2) Juice?  This was free, too.
            Friend 2: (Looks at the bottle and turns green) Please get that thing away from me.
           Friend 1: All righty.  (Does so) I don’t get it – everyone here is acting all droopy, barely even glancing at a single dolphin in the hundreds out there, and they all actually paid money to be here!  (The ship dips very low, then high up while cresting a wave; there are many moans and groans) Yesssss!!!!  This is so much better than a roller coaster, I swear!
            Friend 2: (Bent over while seated, head between knees) I thought it was rude to swear.
            Friend 1: Well, this is a day of many firsts in my life, let me tell you.  (Suddenly looks out the window and points) Oh wow, the rain’s coming down in actual curtains and that big ol’ whale still is coming up for air!  Nature is absolutely amazing!
            Friend 2: Can you scootch over so I can lie down?
            Friend 1: Hm?  Oh sure, I’m actually going to head back up top: no one else is out there now, so I figured I can climb on top of the wheelhouse and really get a good view!
            Friend 2: (Lies down while Friend 1 leaves) That’s great, go to town, bye-bye.
            (Several minutes later, Friend 1 shakes Friend 2 awake)
            Friend 2: Huh?  Is it finally over?
           Friend 1: What?  No, I just wanted to let you know the crew abandoned ship so I’ll be at the helm steering us back to shore if you need anything.
            Friend 2: (Bolts upright) WHAT?!
           Friend 1: It’s OK, it’s got a steering wheel like a car and the engines are still running so all I’ve gotta do is aim and brake, bye!  (Runs back upstairs, whistling a sea chanty)
          (Friend 2 slowly stands as the ship sways wildly, sees the quickly approaching beach, and screams with the other passengers as they run aground)
            Friend 1: (At the helm) THIS IS THE BEST TRIP EVER!  (Somehow holds onto the helm so as not to go flying through the front window when the ship crashes)
           (Later as emergency services assist the passengers now on the beach, Friend 2 finds Friend 1 sitting on a random boulder and staring out at the now-calm ocean)
            Friend 2: Well, that could’ve gone much worse.
            Friend 1: Uh-huh.
           Friend 2: I mean, aside from some bumps and bruises, everyone’s surprisingly all right.
            Friend 1: Oh good.
          Friend 2: Yeah, so I just heard now the company that ran this tour wasn’t certified – I should’ve checked it out when I was given the tickets, but who thinks when you get something for free, right?
            Friend 1: You said it.
            Friend 2: You OK?
            Friend 1: …I think I’m crashing.
            Friend 2: You already crashed – splendidly, I might add; we all owe you one.
           Friend 1: No, I mean from the ---------.  I think it’s starting to wear off, and it’s kicking my butt on the way out.  (Looks at Friend 2 with heavy eyelids)
            Friend 2: Oh.  (Sits on the boulder and puts a blanket around Friend 1) Want to take a nap?
           Friend 1: Maybe.  (Leans head on Friend 2’s shoulder) You know the weirdest thing about all this?
            Friend 2: I wouldn’t know where to start.
           Friend 1: It’s just that, I know their jaws are fixed like that, and I’m probably projecting, but the whole time we were out there, I’m certain the dolphins were laughing at us.
            Friend 2: I’d believe it.

Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Story 313: The Haunted Hay Ride Will Not Be Cancelled Due to Rain


            Friend 1: (Answering phone) What’s up?
            Friend 2: (On phone) Yeah, I think we need to cancel for Sunday.
            Friend 1: What for?  You got the flu or something?
           Friend 2: What?  No – have you even checked the weather for this weekend?  I’m not doing a haunted hay ride in the pouring rain.
            Friend 1: The weather lies.
            Friend 2: I doubt the farm’ll even be open that day anyway.
           Friend 1: Are you kidding?  The last Sunday before Halloween?  This is their bread n` butter!  Besides, since this is the last Sunday before Halloween and I spent the last three weekends working double shifts, we are doing this, end of story.
            Friend 2: But the weather –
            Friend 1: THE WEATHER LIES!

THAT SUNDAY AFTERNOON

            (At a local farm, Friends 1 and 2 stand on a very short line for the haunted hay ride in the pouring rain)
            Friend 2: I can’t believe they stayed open.  I can’t believe there’s even a line right now.
           Friend 1: I can’t believe tickets for this thing are over $10 and I clocked this last bunch coming in at under 10 minutes.
            Friend 2: Maybe they all drowned.
        (The farm tractor hauling a covered trailer of hay bales pulls up, discharges five customers, and idles while the next group with Friends 1 and 2 climb aboard)
          Friend 1: Ooh, we should sit towards the back so we’ll be right near where the creepy creatures barge right on in!
            Friend 2: (Plops down onto a squishy hay bale) Must we?
           (The tractor sputters into motion)
           Werewolf Driver: (Shouting back to the passengers over the engine and the deluge) Stay inside at all times, don’t touch the actors, and have a spooky good time!
            Passengers: WHAT?
            Werewolf Driver: I SAID HAVE FUN, DAMMIT!
         (They wind through fields and forests with hanging figures, artfully arranged scenes of carnage, and witty tombstones scattered throughout, when they hear a chainsaw revving up)
            Friend 1: Oh boy, here we go, let the terror commence!
            Friend 2: There’s no chance of getting electrocuted with that thing, right?
            (A masked fiend bounds onto the trailer, waving around the chainsaw to the delighted screams of the passengers)
            Masked Fiend: ROOOOOAAAAARRRRR – oop.  (Slips and falls onto the floor)
            Friend 2: Are you OK?
            Friend 1: (Whacks Friend 2 on the shoulder) Ssh, don’t make them break character!
          Masked Fiend: (Struggles to stand, then weakly flourishes the now-silent chainsaw at everyone one last time) Roar.  (Hops off the back of the trailer and limps into the woods)
            Friend 1: (To Friend 2) And you didn’t even help `em up.
          (They trundle past several rundown shacks that come alive with animatronic devilry at their approach, with screams and flashing lights to emphasize the horror)
            Friend 2: (To Werewolf Driver) Excuse me?  Are the sparks flying out of those buildings part of the show, or is everything starting to short out?
            Werewolf Driver: …Yes.
          (An evil clown tries to climb on board but is weighed down by a waterlogged costume and wig, and the terrifying makeup is all runny.  Evil Clown gets onto one rung, then waves off the passengers and hops back off the trailer)
            Friend 1: Well, that should be at least a $2 refund.
          (At the last stretch of trail, the demon sheriff car that was supposed to follow them becomes mired in the mud, the zombies chasing them keep falling on their faces, and the witch who hops onto the trailer has the skirt tied to a wrist, revealing jeans and sneakers)
           Witch: (Cackles in everyone’s faces for two seconds, then asks in a low voice) Anyone here have an umbrella?  (They all shake their head “No”; in a witchy voice) Then I’ll see you all in my witchy brew, ahahaha – !  (Starts sneezing violently and almost falls of the trailer while exiting)
           Friend 2: (Spitting out water now pouring off the trailer’s roof; to Friend 1) You know, I’m just not feeling it this year.
           Friend 1: Me neither – the kids they hire these days are completely unprofessional.