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the efficiency monologues – Ed
Alex was an Efficiency Expert.
Not a sterling first line but it’s short, concise and gives you the information you need to move forward.
I was going to start with “Alex designed, developed and evaluated integrated systems for production processes to increase efficiencies across an organization” but then I thought “How would Alex say that?”
Alex was an Efficiency Expert.
For the purposes of this story it doesn’t really matter what he does for a living.
Or does it?
You be the judge (without being judgmental, if that’s possible).
That night he had three dreams scheduled;
- The one where he has sex with the neighbor (the wife… for a change).
- The one where he wins the lottery.
- The one where he designs a better integrated system for a production process and increases efficiency across his organization.
The first two dreams go off without a hitch.
The third however…
began with him rising from his bed and sleepwalking to his own front door. He took a few steps back from his front step and began a monologue;
“I’ve been careful, always very careful. Before touching a woman I put on rubber gloves. Some women are taken aback sure, when you pull out rubber gloves and dental dams but what kinds of women are those? … women that know they have diseases. And those are not the type of women I want to know in any case. So when people ask me if I’m upset at being a virgin at my age, I say no way.
I’m just looking for a clean woman. I am not against kissing … I just want to make sure her mouth is well cleaned first. If she would brush her teeth and then gargle with mouthwash for a minimum of sixty seconds. I, of course would also brush and mouthwash. I like cleanliness, that’s all. We are all dirty. God knows I scrub my hands before putting those rubber gloves on.”
He then went back inside, climbed the stairs to his bedroom and went back to sleep. He only knew about what he’d done that night because he’d recently installed a new doorbell that records everyone and everything that happens in front of it. He watched himself the next morning.
He’d never seen Adam Szymkowicz’s play Snow so he had no idea how he could recite something from it word for word.
He had no idea what it could possibly mean.
That’s where you come in.
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