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a scene at a post office
A chapter in the book Scenes
Losing
by Bill Schott
Two men and a woman meet in line at a busy, crowded post office on a Saturday morning. Norman: This is ridiculous that we have this kind of line at a post office. Umpty: Yeah. What happened to e-mail? Mazie: Everyone seems to have a portfolio to mail. Norman: Is everyone getting published? Umpty: Can't they e-mail those? Mazie: I would send mine in, but nobody will even read it. Norman: Is it THAT long or THAT wrong? Mazie: It's about true love and -- Umpty: So it's fiction. Mazie: No. Why would you say that? Norman: He probably means that true love is more an ideal than a reality. Umpty: True love is a myth. No one buys stories about just love. Where's the blood and sex. Mazie: Real readers don't buy books for that stuff. They go to the movies or the internet. Norman: I think you're right, Mazie. Umpty: She's engaged, Norman. No need to butter her up. Mazie: You're a pig, Umpty. Besides, I'm not engaged; we have an understanding. Norman: (Eyes widening and a smile appearing) You look VERY nice today. Umpty: Get a room people. Mazie: What? Norman: Forget him. So your story is about true love? Umpty: Tell her what yours is about, Norm. Mazie: You have a story to publish? Norman: No one will read MINE because it isn't about love. Umpty: He likes to kill people. In his stories, of course. Mazie: There is certainly a market for that. Norman: I don't know. I enter writing contests on a writing site and I always seem to lose to some sappy love story. Umpty: Nowadays if you kill someone there's something wrong with you. Mazie: I'm pretty sure that's always been the case. Norman: I just think the judges are tottering old ladies who want the world to smell like lilacs with kissing noises and floating hearts everywhere. Umpty: Tell her about ‘roses are red’. Mazie: Roses are red? Norman: Roses are red, like the bloody dead Violets are blue, like their breathless hue Sugar is sweet, like this poisonous treat So what are you? Umpty: Classic Norman! Mazie: That seems aimless and pointless. Norman: I guess that's what judges think. It's better to hug and kiss. Mazie: Well, isn't it? Norman: What's your understanding? Mazie: Of what? Norman: You and your boyfriend's understanding. Umpty: He probably wants her to not go out with other guys. Mazie: That's probably it. Norman: So is that your understanding? Umpty: Did I mention her boyfriend is Darth Victor the BMOC? Mazie: He's a tad possessive. Norman: Want to get some pizza and go to the park? Umpty: (In a Yoda voice, grinning) Victor destroy you he will! Mazie: Let's go to your place. Norman: I live with my mother. Mazie: I'd like to meet her. Umpty: I guess I'll just drop dead. Mazie: See you then, Umpty. Umpty: Hey, people. What about the post office? Mazie: Maybe Monday. I think I may spend the weekend with Norman. Umpty; At his mom's motel? Maize: I'll never tell.
Image from Google (and the post office).
Pays
one point
and 2 member cents. Mother! What have you done! The blood! 
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