Fired
by I-ran-out-of-time Johnson | Score: 3200
"You're fired!" Sandra shouted angrily. "FIRED!"
"What did I do?" I cried, indignant.
"Well, for one," Sandra screamed, "You unleashed a horde of ravenous monkeys on the board meeting! For another, you killed the chairman! And for a third, you somehow managed to burn the building we were in down! With nothing but a FIRE EXTINGUISHER!"
"Well, in my defense," I explained, "I was drunk the whole time. You shouldn't of bought such nice wine to the board meeting!"
"Well you and your stupid monkey safety goggles can go to hell!" shouted Sandra. "But first call the fire department. It's your mess, you clean it up.
"I don't want to call the fire department! They'll probably fine me or something."
"I sure hope so! You certainly deserve it! You and your stupid suit can go to prison for all I care."
"Why are you so obsessed with my fashion choices? You're the one wearing a ski jacket!"
"Don't bring my ski jacket into this. You don't know how important that is to me."
There was a long, drawn out silence.
"Look," I said, lowering my eyes. "I'm sorry for getting drunk and burning down the building. I feel bad that the monkeys got loose and are rampaging around."
"And what about the chairman?"
"I don't feel bad about him! He was such a loser."
To my surprise, Sandra laughed. "On that, we can agree," she said.
Another long pause.
"Zonkers," I said. "This has been a strange day."
"Yeah no kidding," Sandra said. "But at least now I'm "
"What did I do?" I cried, indignant.
"Well, for one," Sandra screamed, "You unleashed a horde of ravenous monkeys on the board meeting! For another, you killed the chairman! And for a third, you somehow managed to burn the building we were in down! With nothing but a FIRE EXTINGUISHER!"
"Well, in my defense," I explained, "I was drunk the whole time. You shouldn't of bought such nice wine to the board meeting!"
"Well you and your stupid monkey safety goggles can go to hell!" shouted Sandra. "But first call the fire department. It's your mess, you clean it up.
"I don't want to call the fire department! They'll probably fine me or something."
"I sure hope so! You certainly deserve it! You and your stupid suit can go to prison for all I care."
"Why are you so obsessed with my fashion choices? You're the one wearing a ski jacket!"
"Don't bring my ski jacket into this. You don't know how important that is to me."
There was a long, drawn out silence.
"Look," I said, lowering my eyes. "I'm sorry for getting drunk and burning down the building. I feel bad that the monkeys got loose and are rampaging around."
"And what about the chairman?"
"I don't feel bad about him! He was such a loser."
To my surprise, Sandra laughed. "On that, we can agree," she said.
Another long pause.
"Zonkers," I said. "This has been a strange day."
"Yeah no kidding," Sandra said. "But at least now I'm "