...merde! Duckie grit his teeth in anger as he started to feel butterflies in his stomach. Five minutes until the interview and he was getting more nervous and jumpy by the second. Why did he his mind have to play these tricks on him? He had to remember the daunting question his friend Pepe DeChat had asked him repeatedly: Where zoo you want to go, hey? He could even remember the very place this terrible question had resurfaced in his mind, just as he was making his way to the interview, the Le chat capricieusse, a cafe he affectionately abbreviated to La Putaine.
So, since he was at this point, there was no point in being wishy-washy. He had to face his fears like the duck that he was. He had been coward enough once to choose the easy path, but the boomerang effect was so powerful it knocked him out of his comfy artificial coordinates. Still dizzy, he was grateful though because the impact had left him conscious and blocked a dead end for him. No Duckie would have to bother again going down that path. A few months of ordeal followed (all right, maybe not ordeal, but he was getting these melodramatic drives quite often); he had turned his royal posterior to one path but he wasn`t sure where to go from there.
Uuuuuuh...these flashbacks were really no good when it came to getting in the mood for that darn interview he was so worried about. But he was through with all that and now he was feeling quackstatic like he had never been in a long time.
`So, what`ya reckon ya`ll do, ` ey?`came the nagging question from the guy at his right who seemed to totally lack any notion of limited outstrech area for his limbs and what seemed like a reasonable, though still dubious attempt at what we might generally call a head.
Ok, improvise, improvise! Well, he had some ideas that others usually found weird, improper or just over the edge. That`s a good start. If you`re not quite sure about your abilities in any specific area, capitalise on yur ideas. Nobody is perfect...I`m a big nobody.....thus, I`m perfect! (he loved this faulty silogism). Oh, and he knew a better one: When you`ve no idea, make it big with ideas!
His face lit up with a smile. Temporary bla bla the previous...but it helped him buy precious time...
So, since he was at this point, there was no point in being wishy-washy. He had to face his fears like the duck that he was. He had been coward enough once to choose the easy path, but the boomerang effect was so powerful it knocked him out of his comfy artificial coordinates. Still dizzy, he was grateful though because the impact had left him conscious and blocked a dead end for him. No Duckie would have to bother again going down that path. A few months of ordeal followed (all right, maybe not ordeal, but he was getting these melodramatic drives quite often); he had turned his royal posterior to one path but he wasn`t sure where to go from there.
Uuuuuuh...these flashbacks were really no good when it came to getting in the mood for that darn interview he was so worried about. But he was through with all that and now he was feeling quackstatic like he had never been in a long time.
`So, what`ya reckon ya`ll do, ` ey?`came the nagging question from the guy at his right who seemed to totally lack any notion of limited outstrech area for his limbs and what seemed like a reasonable, though still dubious attempt at what we might generally call a head.
Ok, improvise, improvise! Well, he had some ideas that others usually found weird, improper or just over the edge. That`s a good start. If you`re not quite sure about your abilities in any specific area, capitalise on yur ideas. Nobody is perfect...I`m a big nobody.....thus, I`m perfect! (he loved this faulty silogism). Oh, and he knew a better one: When you`ve no idea, make it big with ideas!
His face lit up with a smile. Temporary bla bla the previous...but it helped him buy precious time...
1 comment:
The syllogism is actually not so faulty if you take 'nobody' as a positive term in itself, the way you actually use it in the second sentence.
Nevertheless, who cares? You, dear duckie, are perfect no matter what logics says............
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