Feb 26 2009
The Extra Shock
I got to work this morning with an extra “shock” (sock). Here’s how I got it:
Most of my workweek mornings are solitary endeavors. Get up, get clean, get dressed, get out the door toward work.
Usually, my only company between the “getting up” and “getting out the door” part is Wubert (who’s a bit of a grump in the morning, but don’t get me started.) However, this morning was different. As I tightened my belt and laced my shoes, getting ready for another workday, a little visitor dropped by…
INT. BEDROOM – MORNING
DADDY stands, facing a closet door mirror as he finishes getting dressed for work. LUCY walks in, rubbing her eyes. She’s just woken up.
DADDY
(effusive)
Lucy!
LUCY
(sleepy)
Daddy.
DADDY
(pointing at his recently laced shoes)
Hi, Lucy! I’m getting dressed, just like you! See, I have shoes!
LUCY
(pointing at her own bare feet)
Shoes.
DADDY
(pointing at his cutting edge beige khakis)
Yeah! And I have pants too. Just like you!
LUCY
(patting her pajama bottoms, she’s more awake now)
Pants.
DADDY
(patting his polo shirt)
Yeah! And I have a shirt!
LUCY
(excitedly patting her striped shirt, the one emblazoned with a big cat face)
Shirt! Shirt!
DADDY
(putting on his jacket)
Yeah! Pretty cool, huh? Well, I’ve gotta go now, so—
LUCY
(quickly scanning her Daddy up and down)
Shock? Shock?
DADDY
(looking slightly more puzzled than usual)
Shock? Uhh—
LUCY darts from the room and returns just as quickly with her prize: a wilted sock from the laundry hamper.
LUCY
(huge smile, offering the sock)
Shock! Shock!
DADDY
That’s OK, kid. I already have—
LUCY
(smile gone, forceful look)
Shock! Shock!
DADDY
(finally realizing this is an offer he can’t refuse…)
Thanks, Lucy! Thanks a lot!
DADDY takes the sock, folds it gently, and places it in his pocket. Her job done, LUCY darts back out of the room.
Alone again in the room, DADDY grabs his backpack, badge, wallet, keys, and phone, taking a last look in the adjacent bedroom. LUCY is already back in her sleeping mother’s arms, falling asleep. DADDY leaves for work (stepping gingerly over the now napping cat.)
Feb 28, 2009 @ 10:16:09
THis was a delightful little scene to envision… There is no refusal when Lucy gives her “forceful” look!!
Mar 01, 2009 @ 00:51:39
Yep, she can be a demanding, two-foot tyrant at times!
Mar 02, 2009 @ 20:01:02
i love this, keep reading it again, and every time i read it, it makes me laugh!