Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Hi Mum, It's Sammy (Clone 69 - Part 3)
Sigh, I just wish I could say the same about my life.
Still not having luck, Sammy?
None, Mum, just no luck at all.
Eh, decided to pop into the library. I'd heard they had some good self help books on making friends and meeting people. I looked at the bookstore first but, my god, those things are freaking expensive.
Well, I did get to say hi to a couple of attractive ladies that happened to be in the library. Kalee and Thea.
Mum, what did you mean by Simself? I don't understand?
Never mind, Sammy. You got to meet people. That's what's important. Did you like them?
Neither of them stayed for more than a 'hello'. So I don't know if I like them or not.
Do you think it did you any good?
Just gave me a splitting headache and that was only the introduction. I might have died if I'd tried to read more than a chapter.
Sammy, reading never killed anyone.
I thought he'd like a change from our little tiny place.
"Come on, computer, do SOMETHING. DO ANYTHING!" [Click] [Click]
Doesn't sound like it's going well.
[Sigh] "Homework is the most excitement I've had all day."
No, Mum, I promise. I will get him something at home. He's actually been quite a good kid, really. He even had me sign a permission slip for after school activities.
Still practicing your mime routine?
Man has to eat and keep a roof over his head. While it's not exactly a steady income but it's still the best thing I can find.
I hate to say this but it might work better if you didn't look so cross.
There has to be some benefits to not having a proper job. Being able to practice golf when no one is around is one of them.
Yeah, Cornelius admitted that the first get up was meant to discourage people. This one is what you get to wear if he'll actually let you onstage.
So he really will let you onstage?
Look at you, spinning fire around. Umm, are you sure you want to do that? It looks dangerous, Sam.
It will be fine Mum. And I'm sure the crowds will love it.
Well, it is the middle of the day. Everyone is off working. I'm sure they'll turn up for the show.
There still doesn't seem to be much of a crowd waiting.
I'm way early. I'm sure we'll have some soon, Mum. Very soon. But I need to go check the stage.
"I have permission to take pictures of the performers tonight. I asked Cornelius."
"You didn't ask me. Get off!"
"I will not. I'm here to talk pictures for the paper and here I will stay."
NO! Ow! No! That stupid photographer put me off. I can't even do a bit of simple juggling right.
Oh, Sammy. Baby. I wish I could help.
Sam? This isn't the time for that. You are on stage, trying to earn money.
But seriously, I hate it. Everything worked fine in practice and nothing at all is working now. I can't even manage the stupid "Pull the rope" thing. And I have to keep trying for at least another hour!
I survived. I got paid. I took a bow and one whole person applauded. How do you think it went.
Well, it could have been worse. I don't think you were even seriously burnt.
Is that supposed to be comforting, Mum? Cause, that was a fail.
Oh god, that seriously doesn't bode well.
Partly because in the early days, there really was nothing better for him to do but eventually he had things and still did homework first.