This post is in reply to this week's Indie Ink Writing Challenge - Week 2
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I had woken up to a beautiful sun-kissed morning earlier that day. Life looked so promising.
I sang my way through the bathroom shower, had a long and relaxed breakfast, chose my wardrobe as if I was getting dressed for a prom. You get the point now. I took the time to smell the roses and all that good stuff. Until...this! This thing that threw me under the bus. Turned my life upside down. Got my life to a screeching halt. How can life get so painful all of a sudden?
It was predictable though. This had to happen. I had been living through this for 20 odd years. Hoping this was just a nightmare that would pass but alas, it came back to haunt me and give me grief. I loathed at my co-worker biting into a juicy sandwich and fresh espresso she picked up my favorite coffee place. Why God? Why me? Why only me? I turned my eyes away from her and tried to focus on the task at hand. But the nightmare dragged on. Thats it. I had to do this. Today. Now.
I cannot live like this any longer.
My co-worker swung by. I heard my manager congratulating her on something. She beamed and flashed her feasty smile, her perfect set of teeth shining through it. Damn it!
It was that instant, I picked my phone and made that call that was long due.
"Yes. This is an emergency", I spoke in a hushed tone.
"Sure. 4 pm is brilliant. Thanks.", I said as I headed back to my desk.
The next 3 hours were unbearable. Twitching. Arranging and re-arranging my papers on the desk. Constantly looking at the clock. Getting up for frequent bathroom visits. I saw my to-do lists on my desk and cringed. "If I live through this nightmare, I will never take these goddamn to-do lists seriously", I promised myself.
Clearly, I was dreading the moment. My nerves got the better of me.
The moment had arrived. I hadn't even planned on this. I hadn't even known this was coming earlier in the day. 4 pm struck. And the fateful moment had come. I was ready to go through hell...
I braced myself in the operating room. The doctor got out a gigantic looking syringe and poked me. At that moment I wished I was dead. I then saw metal pliers and other tools brandishing in front of me. And when the exact time had come I wimped out.
"Can I...can I get a break doc?", I choked in fear.
"Please..", I repeated myself.
The doctor's jaw hardened and then he shrugged. "OK, but make it quick. We need to work on this before the anesthesia wears out." He walked out frustrated.
I took a deep breath. I imagined blood and gore and pain. I tried to get rid of those images.
I sighed as I saw the doc walk back right in. It was hardly 5 mins, god damn it!
This time he seemed to move at a panther's pace, giving no attention to me.
How can he be so callous? I watched him and wished I was dead. I was about to yell in pain when in less than 30 secs he said "Busted! It's a freaking tooth for lord's sake. You are good to go now."
The next day I "victory walked" to work with two cups of fresh espresso and a gigantic sandwich, swinging right by my co-worker with a huge smile.
Wisdom tooth problem - Check.
And then I crumpled the list and threw it in the trash bin.
I logged onto twitter and tweeted "Life is good"
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My challenge came from Katri this week. I was challenged to "It was only going to end up hurting you, but you did it anyway." I enjoyed this topic so much, thanks Katri!
I challenged Jen O. with "She was fed up with everything! She instantly decided to lead a life of no regrets...(Continue the story)"
I am excited to check her reply:)
PS: The title has nothing to do with the topic except for the word "hurt", haha. I guess I just wanted to keep it foolish so I wouldn't give away the story with the title;)
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I had woken up to a beautiful sun-kissed morning earlier that day. Life looked so promising.
I sang my way through the bathroom shower, had a long and relaxed breakfast, chose my wardrobe as if I was getting dressed for a prom. You get the point now. I took the time to smell the roses and all that good stuff. Until...this! This thing that threw me under the bus. Turned my life upside down. Got my life to a screeching halt. How can life get so painful all of a sudden?
It was predictable though. This had to happen. I had been living through this for 20 odd years. Hoping this was just a nightmare that would pass but alas, it came back to haunt me and give me grief. I loathed at my co-worker biting into a juicy sandwich and fresh espresso she picked up my favorite coffee place. Why God? Why me? Why only me? I turned my eyes away from her and tried to focus on the task at hand. But the nightmare dragged on. Thats it. I had to do this. Today. Now.
I cannot live like this any longer.
My co-worker swung by. I heard my manager congratulating her on something. She beamed and flashed her feasty smile, her perfect set of teeth shining through it. Damn it!
It was that instant, I picked my phone and made that call that was long due.
"Yes. This is an emergency", I spoke in a hushed tone.
"Sure. 4 pm is brilliant. Thanks.", I said as I headed back to my desk.
The next 3 hours were unbearable. Twitching. Arranging and re-arranging my papers on the desk. Constantly looking at the clock. Getting up for frequent bathroom visits. I saw my to-do lists on my desk and cringed. "If I live through this nightmare, I will never take these goddamn to-do lists seriously", I promised myself.
Clearly, I was dreading the moment. My nerves got the better of me.
The moment had arrived. I hadn't even planned on this. I hadn't even known this was coming earlier in the day. 4 pm struck. And the fateful moment had come. I was ready to go through hell...
I braced myself in the operating room. The doctor got out a gigantic looking syringe and poked me. At that moment I wished I was dead. I then saw metal pliers and other tools brandishing in front of me. And when the exact time had come I wimped out.
"Can I...can I get a break doc?", I choked in fear.
"Please..", I repeated myself.
The doctor's jaw hardened and then he shrugged. "OK, but make it quick. We need to work on this before the anesthesia wears out." He walked out frustrated.
I took a deep breath. I imagined blood and gore and pain. I tried to get rid of those images.
I sighed as I saw the doc walk back right in. It was hardly 5 mins, god damn it!
This time he seemed to move at a panther's pace, giving no attention to me.
How can he be so callous? I watched him and wished I was dead. I was about to yell in pain when in less than 30 secs he said "Busted! It's a freaking tooth for lord's sake. You are good to go now."
The next day I "victory walked" to work with two cups of fresh espresso and a gigantic sandwich, swinging right by my co-worker with a huge smile.
Wisdom tooth problem - Check.
And then I crumpled the list and threw it in the trash bin.
I logged onto twitter and tweeted "Life is good"
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My challenge came from Katri this week. I was challenged to "It was only going to end up hurting you, but you did it anyway." I enjoyed this topic so much, thanks Katri!
I challenged Jen O. with "She was fed up with everything! She instantly decided to lead a life of no regrets...(Continue the story)"
I am excited to check her reply:)
PS: The title has nothing to do with the topic except for the word "hurt", haha. I guess I just wanted to keep it foolish so I wouldn't give away the story with the title;)
8 comments:
Ooh, clever! Although I obviously knew what your prompt was, I had no idea where the story was heading, great work.
I really thought you were going to kill your co-worker. I so never saw the tooth coming. Great job!
Thanks Katri. Hope I lived upto your expectations. The first time I read the topic, I was thinking of a serious story. But somehow today I felt very tired and weary at work and wanted to perk myself up with some humor:)
Dafeenah - thank u for reading through the whole post!:)
This was hilarious! Nice twist. The title is actually so misleading because it sets you up for it to be something super serious. That said, teeth and I have a very precarious situation so to me, this is a very serious situation. :) Nice job!
Haha, thanks K! That title came to my head in less than 30 secs and I didn't even bother to think over it. And the intention was to keep it misleading. On second thoughts, tooth job is serious stuff. Agreed.
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