First of... not sure how many.
Humor Writing Prompt #2: You’ve just discovered, entirely by accident, that an ordinary everyday item has somehow gained the ability to transport you through time. Compose a series of journal entries that reveal the discovery and your subsequent journeys.
Mar 3: Seems like I spent half the day looking for my pencil. I hate using a pen to write my thoughts, because I can't erase them if they don't come out right. Then the page is a mess and, well anyway. Finally found it, broke the lead three times and gave up. Went digging through the desk and found my father mechanical pencil.
Seriously, that's the most interesting thing that happened today. It's a weekend, what can I say?
Mar 4: Kind of an odd thing. I was making some notes for a conference call with a client. He was droning on about specs for the project and kept getting sidetracked. "Please" I muttered to myself. "What?" the client asked, I need to remember to put the mute on when other people are talking. The account manager keeps sending me emails about that. "Sorry, just got a text from my wife" and muted the mic. Pretty sure this client doesn't know I'm not married.
On he went about why he needed the cabling done by week after next. "Please just let this thing be over."
"All right, Fred, so Lane will be there next week then and we'll get you set, right Lane?"
Huh? That was sudden. "Yeah, su-" un mute "Yeah, sure. Just let me know what time and where."
"Eight at Ward street. Like I just said." The client sounded irritated. We signed off.
Huh? I'm pretty sure I didn't fall asleep. Email came in from the account manager. "Stop falling asleep during our conference calls, At least you muted the line before you started snoring this time."
I swear. Doze off ONE time...
Mar 3: Seems like I spent half the day looking for my pencil. I hate using a pen to write my thoughts, because I can't erase them if they don't come out right. Then the page is a mess and, well anyway. Finally found it, broke the lead three times and gave up. Went digging through the desk and found my father mechanical pencil.
Seriously, that's the most interesting thing that happened today. It's a weekend, what can I say?
Mar 4: Kind of an odd thing. I was making some notes for a conference call with a client. He was droning on about specs for the project and kept getting sidetracked. "Please" I muttered to myself. "What?" the client asked, I need to remember to put the mute on when other people are talking. The account manager keeps sending me emails about that. "Sorry, just got a text from my wife" and muted the mic. Pretty sure this client doesn't know I'm not married.
On he went about why he needed the cabling done by week after next. "Please just let this thing be over."
"All right, Fred, so Lane will be there next week then and we'll get you set, right Lane?"
Huh? That was sudden. "Yeah, su-" un mute "Yeah, sure. Just let me know what time and where."
"Eight at Ward street. Like I just said." The client sounded irritated. We signed off.
Huh? I'm pretty sure I didn't fall asleep. Email came in from the account manager. "Stop falling asleep during our conference calls, At least you muted the line before you started snoring this time."
I swear. Doze off ONE time...