Jellybean Highfive and the Technical Orange
» S.D. Smith
Jellybean Highfive surveyed the room. This took a long time because the questions were detailed. He finished and returned to the table.
“The last time I was here was months ago, back in the late 2000’s. A lot has changed, but some things remain the same. For instance, that waiter still has the same shirt on,” he said.
“I think that’s a uniform,” Karl said.
“I don’t pay you to think.”
“You don’t pay me at all, Jellybean. I’m your boss.”
“Only in a technical sense, Karl.” Jellybean squinted up at the ceiling. “Anyway, I don’t work for you today.”
“You did earlier.”
“But I clocked out, so…”
“It’s still today.”
“Technically, you’re right. But I’ve got a feeling about this day.”
“Is it remorse? Because that’s what I’m feeling.”
“No, it’s orange.”
“Orange?”
“Let me be more specific,” Jellybean said, “I mean the color, not the fruit.”
July 7th, 2009 at 9:07 am
Would that be orange-marmalade? Meaning the color, not the oh-so-tasty fruit-spread on that marvelously crunchy and toasted Chalmondies.
Very funny—may I call you High-Five for short?
July 7th, 2009 at 10:25 am
I’ve known people like Jellybean. Talking with them is the conversational equivalent of schizophrenia.
July 7th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
Oh, good. If the orange was clockwork I was going to stop reading.
July 8th, 2009 at 12:02 pm
Greatness.
July 8th, 2009 at 12:03 pm
or rather….G. R. Eatness
July 8th, 2009 at 10:53 pm
Ha. Brilliant.