1388. A multifarious conundrum

“Oh what a multifarious conundrum,” said Stephanie to her good friend Juliet.

Juliet did not know what a multifarious conundrum was, so she sort of laughed and said, “Yes! It can get like that.”

“The trouble is,” said Stephanie, “when I go somewhere it’s always the same. The same thing. And it gets tiresome.”

“It certainly does,” said Juliet, not having a clue what Stephanie was talking about.

“A bit of this and a bit of that. All in all, there are so many aspects to consider,” said Stephanie.

“Yes,” agreed Juliet. “Sometimes it’s hard to know if you’re Arthur or Martha.”

“How do you mean?” said Stephanie. “I don’t understand.”

“Well,” said Juliet feeling caught, “it’s sort of like not knowing where to move next, how best to cope with the complexity of the situation.”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” said Stephanie. “It’s not like that at all for me.”

“Oh well,” said Juliet.

“Oh well is not good enough,” said Stephanie. “I asked for a bit of sympathy and all I get is an ‘Oh well’. I really expected more. Quite frankly, Juliet, I find it disconcerting. I thought you’d be more sympathetic.”

“Oh well,” said Juliet. “I was trying to be helpful.”

“Helpful my foot,” said Stephanie. “I thought you were my friend. I’m off. Call me when you can think straight.”

Stephanie walks off.

“Good,” said the Director. “Let’s run through that again. This time, try to make it less snarky and more smarmy.”

5 thoughts on “1388. A multifarious conundrum

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      The predictability is becoming unavoidable – which is why I am going to bow out (and start a novel – how’s yours going?) and finish at 1500 stories. I’ve 44 more to write! Can’t wait!


      1. umashankar

        You will flourish writing a novel –I look forward to savouring the fruits of the longer version. There is only so much one can do with flash fiction –as if I’ve been writing them in loads– sometimes they leave a bitter taste in the mouth.

        As for me, I am the eternal Prince Hamlet, am I not?

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        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          Take as your motto the T.S. Eliot Prufrock quotation: “I (Uma) am no Prince Hamlet, nor was I meant to be”. I did this quote off by heart so it’s probably wrong. I’ve been meaning to say this for ages, Uma: from 2001 to 2013 I couldn’t write a thing. So I pottered in the garden. So a “brief” spell of being inarticulate is nothing other than part of the process I reckon…

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