Wednesday, May 13, 2009

So much little time

Drip, Drip, Drip. The old tap continues to cry out for attention from the other side of the room. I’ve had the plumber in several times to fix it. Apparently I should have hired a different plumber.

Drip, Drip, Drip. Jesus that’s annoying. Suppose I’ll call the plumber again…maybe a different one this time.

Drop, Drip, Drip. What’s that? A different noise? Wow. I must be really bored if I can tell the difference between the various noises drops of water make.

Drip, Drop, Drip, Drip. Almost sounds like morse code. As if the tap is trying to talk to me. I laugh. What a ridiculous thought.

Drop, Drop, Drop…Drip. Seriously? I really need to call the plumber. The phone’s all the way over at the counter though. God I’m lazy.

Drop, Drop, Drop…Drop. I wonder if that actually says anything in morse code? There might be a translator online somewhere. The computer’s even farther than the phone. Who cares? This is actually important.

Drop, Drop…Drip, Drip. Let’s see…google…morse code…translator. Here it is. Now how do I substitute dripping water for an electronic noise? This is stupid. I’m just paranoid.

Drip, Drip…Drop,Drip. I guess it’s still worth a try. I’ll just put all the drops of water in as dots, and any pauses as, ‘stops’. There.

Drip, Drip, Drip…Drop. Nothing. I knew it. But maybe if I make drips be dots and drops be dashes. It probably won’t be anything though. Still…

Drop, Drop…Drip, Drop. Hello John. Must just be coincidence. My name isn’t John; it’s James. I’ll try once more and then I’ll know for sure it’s nothing.

Drip…Drip, Drop, Drip. Sorry? Why would the tap apologize? It didn’t do anything to me. This is crazy.

Drip, Drop, Drip…Drop. Sorry what? Finish your sentence you stupid piece of metal! Listen to me! I’m talking to a tap!

Drop, Drop, Drop……Drip. Sorry James. How do you know my name? That’s right. I said it earlier. No I didn’t. It was in my head. Just like everything else right now. This is all just happening in my head.

Drop, Drip…Drop, Drop, Drop. No. No what? Do you ever finish you sentences? Maybe I’ll fix this thing myself.

Drip, Drip…Drop. No it. That’s not a complete sentence! Of course it’s not…the sink isn’t actually talking, it’s just coincidence.

Drip, Drip, Drip……Drop, Drip. No it’s not. What’s not? Did I even ask you a question in the first place? Where is my wrench?

Drop, Drip, Drip…Drip, Drop, Drip. Drawer. What about the drawer? I have several which one are you talking about?

Drip, Drop…Drip, Drop, Drop. I heard you the first time! You want me to look through my drawers? Fine! You see? I’m searching my drawers! Are you happy?

Drip…Drip, Drop, Drip. Stop saying that! God what do you want me to find?

Oh. A wrench.

Yes, a wrench. Use it. Fix me. This leak is driving me crazy.

It’s driving YOU crazy? I’ve been on a computer translating your stupid little leaks for the past twenty minutes because I thought you were talking to me in morse code.

Yea, I guess that’s pretty crazy.

I know.

Since when do sinks talk right?

Yea…hey!

What?

STOP IT! I am crazy! Sinks don’t talk! You’re a figment of my imagination! Leave me alone!

How can I be a figment of your imagination? I’ve been here longer than you. You use me every day to clean your dishes and such.

But I don’t carry on conversations with you!

Well now you do.

No, no, no, stop it! Go away PLEASE!

Okay.

What? Hello? Where did you go? So you’re gone just like that? Well jeez…this is boring.

Drop, Drop, Drip…Drop, Drop, Drop…Drop, Drop, Drop…Drop, Drip, Drip…Drop, Drip, Drip, Drip…Drop, Drip, Drop, Drop…Drip.

Yea, see you later.

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