Turtles, Turqouise... What's the Difference?
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Original - Misc › Humour
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
741
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Turtles, Turqouise... What's the Difference?
"What about this one?" I asked, my lip twitching from side to side as I held a turqouise tanktop up to my chest. The empire waist allowed for a bloated belly, god forbid, but I wasn't partial on the lemon-colored sash and design.
"Yeah, s' good" Darryl muttered, staring at the floor. His face matched that of a puppy having a toy dangled in front of its face, as he longingly looked over at the electronics store across the mall.
"Oh? What do you like about it?" I snapped, stomping my foot down. I was being a brat, yes, but he'd agreed to go shopping with me and he'd also agreed to be perfectly attentive while doing so.
"Umm... the blue color's nice" he smiled offhandedly, lowering his eyes. I could see his thumbs twiddling as if itching for a game controller to touch.
"BLUE?! THIS IS NOT BLUE! THIS IS TURQOUISE!" I snarled, seriously fed up. Although he'd only looked up for a second, the look on his face read 'so totally bored'.
"Whatever. Turtles, blue... same damn thing. Listen- can I please go and find a decent digital camera? That shit one that you bought the other day is just begging to be returned and I really don't think I'm help-" he was cut off as I slammed the top into his chest and stomped out of the store.
"Let's go find the fucking camera" I called over my shoulder. He didnt bother to apologize for being an inconsiderate pig, and he certainly didnt apologize for nearly slamming me into a mannequin as he fled to the safety of Future Shop.
Jerk.
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There Sam was, picking up another damn top and holding it up to her chest. I didnt care what she bought so long as it ended up on the floor of our apartment soon enough. Didn't she understand that I wasnt going to pay attention unless we were shopping for lingerie?
I know it sounds like some stupid male stereotype, but I couldn't care less about how her skinny jeans went with her 'pee-toe pumps'(or was it 'peep toe'?).
Just as she said something, I looked up and caught a glance of Future Shop. Good god it looked so inviting. The lighting in this store was absolutley irritating and the stark white manequins reminded me of some strange horror movie robot. How could anybody enjoy being in this place for longer than it took to locate something in their size. I let out some non-comittal response about her top without bothering to look up.
"Oh? What do you like about it?" she asked, her voice sounding like a razor's edge.
What the fuck was I supposed to say? I didn't like anything about it if it meant we'd spend another ten minutes browsing and staring, I adored it if it meant she'd finally found something and we could leave.
"Umm... the blue color's nice" I mumbled, attempting to smile sincerely whilst remembering the cheat codes I'd gotten for the latest game.
She exploded something about turtles and I looked up in confusion, not seeing any on the shirt. "Whatever" I shrugged, having had just about enough of this crap "Turtles, blue... same damn thing." There was a pause where she drew a few hysterical breaths as I attempted to make my point
"Listen- can I please go and find a decent digital cmaera? That shit one you bought the other day is just begging to be returned and I really don't think im help-"
She cut me off as a piece of silky fabric flew into my face, the sash landing in my open mouth. "Let's go find the fucking camera" she spat. I was about to say sorry but I saw her heading to step ito a nasty mess of ketchup and smushed fries that somebody had clearly dropped.
Making a run for it, I pushed her out of the way, turning to see if she was alright. Sam was still recovering and I turned to start walking to Future Shop, wondering why she was being such a bitch today...
"Yeah, s' good" Darryl muttered, staring at the floor. His face matched that of a puppy having a toy dangled in front of its face, as he longingly looked over at the electronics store across the mall.
"Oh? What do you like about it?" I snapped, stomping my foot down. I was being a brat, yes, but he'd agreed to go shopping with me and he'd also agreed to be perfectly attentive while doing so.
"Umm... the blue color's nice" he smiled offhandedly, lowering his eyes. I could see his thumbs twiddling as if itching for a game controller to touch.
"BLUE?! THIS IS NOT BLUE! THIS IS TURQOUISE!" I snarled, seriously fed up. Although he'd only looked up for a second, the look on his face read 'so totally bored'.
"Whatever. Turtles, blue... same damn thing. Listen- can I please go and find a decent digital camera? That shit one that you bought the other day is just begging to be returned and I really don't think I'm help-" he was cut off as I slammed the top into his chest and stomped out of the store.
"Let's go find the fucking camera" I called over my shoulder. He didnt bother to apologize for being an inconsiderate pig, and he certainly didnt apologize for nearly slamming me into a mannequin as he fled to the safety of Future Shop.
Jerk.
---
There Sam was, picking up another damn top and holding it up to her chest. I didnt care what she bought so long as it ended up on the floor of our apartment soon enough. Didn't she understand that I wasnt going to pay attention unless we were shopping for lingerie?
I know it sounds like some stupid male stereotype, but I couldn't care less about how her skinny jeans went with her 'pee-toe pumps'(or was it 'peep toe'?).
Just as she said something, I looked up and caught a glance of Future Shop. Good god it looked so inviting. The lighting in this store was absolutley irritating and the stark white manequins reminded me of some strange horror movie robot. How could anybody enjoy being in this place for longer than it took to locate something in their size. I let out some non-comittal response about her top without bothering to look up.
"Oh? What do you like about it?" she asked, her voice sounding like a razor's edge.
What the fuck was I supposed to say? I didn't like anything about it if it meant we'd spend another ten minutes browsing and staring, I adored it if it meant she'd finally found something and we could leave.
"Umm... the blue color's nice" I mumbled, attempting to smile sincerely whilst remembering the cheat codes I'd gotten for the latest game.
She exploded something about turtles and I looked up in confusion, not seeing any on the shirt. "Whatever" I shrugged, having had just about enough of this crap "Turtles, blue... same damn thing." There was a pause where she drew a few hysterical breaths as I attempted to make my point
"Listen- can I please go and find a decent digital cmaera? That shit one you bought the other day is just begging to be returned and I really don't think im help-"
She cut me off as a piece of silky fabric flew into my face, the sash landing in my open mouth. "Let's go find the fucking camera" she spat. I was about to say sorry but I saw her heading to step ito a nasty mess of ketchup and smushed fries that somebody had clearly dropped.
Making a run for it, I pushed her out of the way, turning to see if she was alright. Sam was still recovering and I turned to start walking to Future Shop, wondering why she was being such a bitch today...