This post is part of a series inspired by prompts from the book 642 Things to Write About by the San Francisco Writers’ Grotto. If you want to play along, write your own post (on your blog or other online forum) and post a link in the comments. I’ll add “shout-outs” at the end of my post and on the Keep Swimmin’ Facebook page to anyone who shares a link.
The prompt: #77: Screw You.
I woke up this morning excited about a fresh new start. An idea to hang a writing piece on. No more bitching and complaining about things that are annoying me. No more regretful tales of poignant sadness. Hopeful. Optimistic.
And then the prompt: Screw You.
Ouch, Universe. Just – ouch.
All day long those words were bouncing around in my head – Screw You.
A list of things that annoy me? Screw you, dying appliances and glitchy cell phone carrier. Screw you, incompetent people. Grrrrr.
But I couldn’t really get worked up over it. I mean, those things are irritating, but “Screw You” feels like picking a fight. Generating additional conflict. Stewing. And I don’t wanna.
Screw you…screw you…screw you…in my head…all day.
How do you make “screw you” funny? (My go to is to try to make it funny.) I can’t figure it out. It isn’t funny. Unless you can do some convoluted thing about an animated screw who tells jokes and then….yeah, it doesn’t work.
Screw you…screw you…screw you.
And by the time I was driving home I was thinking, “SCREW YOU, Screw you…I don’t want to write about you.” I don’t wanna.
But then I did. So there.
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Love the new blog layout. Glad you’re back.
There are so many places you can go with screw you. I’m thinking about yesterday putting together the bed frame with shredded instructions and uncooperative caps. I hammer fixed everything. Screw you bed!
Or the anchor that was lodged in my bathroom wall because I didn’t drill the hole deep enough before starting to put it in. Eventually (like 2yrs later) I sawed off the end, covered it with putty and painted over it. Screw you wall plug!
Or the dang coffee table that is at exactly knee level for me. Despite years of living with it, I still manage to bang my knees nearly every day which has now left them scarred for life. Screw you coffee table!
Or the summer of dating fiasco’s for me…
You get the point. There’s my 3 cents and it’s not real copper because the druggies stole all of the copper. So, don’t bother trying to get a refund ;)
Thanks cousin. Really glad you’re back.
Well here’s my first Topic Challenge #77 “Screw You”. http://randomramblingsmisskate.blogspot.com.au/2013/09/77-screw-you.html
Woot!