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Monday, June 04, 2007

Alphabet Soup


This tile was dropped at an undisclosed location in Fort Lauderdale.

Lorna was tired of her 60-70 hour weeks as a labelmaker at the factory. Nothing was ever enough. They always wanted more labels – labels for this series and that ... and they must be perfect – no misspellings or grammatical errors ... yet wildly creative. They always wanted more, better faster, now! But she had to keep her mouth shut, as she desperately needed those health benefits, especially the way she’d been feeling. She could hardly swallow and was worried she had cancer. When she finally went to the doctor, he peered down her throat and and said "Just as I thought – blockage. There are hundreds of little Fuck Yous lodged in there. "

It’s a very widespread problem, he explained. "As the economy continues to collapse we expect to see much more of this. It would be healthier for the words to come out on their own, he continued. But I understand why they can’t." The doc gave Lorna some pills and told her to call in sick or take them on a Saturday. She did and spent the next four hours hanging over a toilet bowl, throwing up what looked like alphabet soup … the same six letters over and over again. As she flushed and watch them swirl away, she realized how much more satisfying it would be to say the words loudly to the people who deserved to hear them. She began to feel better as she envisioned everyone throwing away their fuck-you-purge pills and standing up together and shouting "Fuck You" as loudly as they could.

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