"HARLOW, CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
"I NEED A TAXI, LOCATION IS TOA PAYOH LORONG 1 BLOCK 238."
"THANK YOU!"
The taxi arrived in due course. He yanked open the door and threw his laptop case and backpack inside, then almost threw himself into the seat in his hurry to get to work.
"SHENTON WAY, GO BY CTE!"
The driver started but before they managed to reach the CTE, they were already caught in the usual bottleneck of massive traffic trying to reach the same destination as them. The taxi driver sighed and settled in for the wait. To kill the time, he said to the passenger behind him,
"Sorry, sir, this road always sees jam."
"WAH LAU of all the BLARDY DAYS!"
Did the driver get thrown forward by the braking and jerking of the taxi or by his back passenger's voluminous rant? He wasn't sure.
"SOMEMORE TODAY I HAVE PRESENTATION! PRESENTATION TO THE BOSS!! Better call the office... HARLOW? SUSAN?"
He tried subtly turning up the volume of the radio, but it was a morning talk show and no match for the civilised yelling from behind. He sighed and tried leaning his head on his hand, hoping the passenger wouldn't notice that he was putting one finger into his ear.
By the time they reached Shenton Way, the driver was almost certain he had lost half his hearing.
"THANK YOU, THANK YOU! KEEP THE CHANGE!"
Well, he may be loud, but at least he was generous, the driver thought, wincing as his passenger slammed the door shut with more force than necessary.
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When he appeared in the office, Susan braced herself.
"WAH LAU EH I'M SO LATE!!! WHERE'S THE BOSS?? WHERE???"
She felt as if she had been thrown back by a hurricane. "He's in the meeting room. Don't worry, I already told him you were caught in a very bad jam. He's not angry, apparently you're not the only one in the office who were caught too."
"HENG AH!!!!! OK I'M GOING TO FIND HIM NOW! BOSS!!"
Susan sighed as he went off. He wasn't too bad a person, did good work too, just too bad for that scary voice of his. It's a wonder he never got a sore throat.
"BOSS! I HAVE THE PRESENTATION HERE! WORKED ALL NIGHT, ALL NIGHT!!!!!"
Even with the ear buds, he still felt the force of his volume. Were these really professional safety ear buds like the man in the shop said? They seemed to have no effect. He quickly collected the thumb drive from him, promising to look through it and give his feedback by email. Yes, email was safer and quieter when dealing with him.
"OK BOSS! LET ME IF ANYTHING MUST BE CHANGED! HOPEFULLY NOT, HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!"
Gods, the laughter was worse.
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At the end of the day, he hollered a GOODBYE to all his colleagues. Everyone jumped and there were a series of small accidents like spilt water and emails typed wrongly. The usual affairs that happened when he left.
He took the train home this time, startling a whole carriage of passengers when he went WAHAHAHAHAHA maniacally at a video on his iPhone.
Finally he reached home. He was about to wrench the door open when he suddenly checked himself. Instead, he opened the door excruciatingly slowly, in case there was a creak.
After taking off his shoes, he tiptoed into the house, gingerly placing his bag on the floor, and went into the bedroom.
As he thought, his wife was there, asleep on the bed. Leaving her there, he went instead to the pink crib and gazed lovingly at his baby daughter, blissfully asleep with that angelically innocent look that only she had.
"hello, baby girl, Daddy's home," he whispered to her, so softly that the rustling of the leaves outside sounded louder.
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The prompt this time from Pocket Muse:
"People at the bitter end of any continuum invite trouble. Begin with an extreme end and see what happens."
From the way the prompt was written, the idea seems to be for a thoroughly unpleasant person who gets into trouble. I think that with some people, their character flaws don't always have to be their sole defining feature and they don't necessary have to show the character in a bad light either. With this, I thought of the idea of a man with a flaw that was clearly at one end of the continuum, ie his loud hollering voice. The people around him are obviously bothered by it but decide that this is outweighed by his good points.
What might make such a man change his behaviour on his own? It must be a compelling reason and what more compelling than his first born child? ;p
Initially, I only used caps for his speech, but I didn't think that was enough to show his speaking volume. So, I also tried to play around with font size instead. I like the way it turned out and it adds a certain aesthetic as well. :)
Well, that's 2 stories from Pocket Muse so far. 2 more at least to go for the month of April...
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