No. 9.: Monosyllabic conversations… Yep.

Have you ever had a feeling you don’t feel like talking at all? (OK, then… Have you ever felt like talking? Nice… Then who am I writing to? ) Then you must be aware of the fact that sometimes everybody feels this way. Like… they don’t want talking. So they do so like they are into talking very much but they aren’t… This happens when there are no cereals in the morning usually...

Jen: ‘Hey!’
Mark: ‘Morning…’

- Mark sits down next to the table, starts reading the paper while Jen opens the fridge taking some milk out -

J.: ’Milk?’
M.: ‘Coffee.’
J.: ‘Right. Slept tight?’
M.: ‘Yep. You?’
J.: ’Kind of…’

- Jen opens a shelf, grabbing the box of the cereals -

J.: ‘Cereals?’
M.: ‘Nope.’
J.: ‘Empty.’
M.: ‘Knew it.’
J.: ‘Me too. Just hoped.’
M.: ‘Right.’
J.: ‘Kids?’
M.: ‘We don’t have kids.’
J.: ‘Right. Just… forgot it.’
M.: ‘No problem.’

- And Jen sits down eating jam and bread… -

Well, that’s the story. Short, isn’t it? Why do we complicate this kind of things? Like… Of course we could form longer sentences. But why? Is there a point?

Jen: ‘Hey there!’
Mark: ‘Good morning, Sweetheart!’
- Mark sits down next to the table, starts reading the paper while Jen opens the fridge taking some milk out -
J.: ‘Do you want some milk?’
M.: ‘No, thanks, I would prefer some coffee instead. Do we have some?’
J.: ‘Yep, I think so. Then I make some coffee for you. How was your night?’
M.: ‘It was good, I’m much fresher today. And how was yours? Good?’
J.: ‘Yes, something like that. Could sleep ‘til midday.‘

- Jen opens a shelf, grabbing the box of the cereals –

J.: ‘Would you like some cereals?’
M.: ‘No, thanks! But…’
J.: ‘It’s empty! You didn’t … I asked you to buy some cereals the other day! I told you!’
M.: ‘Yes, Honey, I know… sorry…’
J.: ‘Honey? By the way we don’t have honey either!’
M.: ’Sorry…’
J.: ‘That’s why I don’t want kids from you!’

- And Jen throws some jam and bread towards Mark. –

And THAT’S why I like monosyllabic conversations! They’re honest, they’re strict, and not that dangerous as dangerous the long sentences are.

No. 8. is coming! Bye.