I doubt if you’ve ever had a conversation on your cell phone like this one. Maybe not.
Each week Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic to write a 100 word story about.
This week it’s humor.
Copyright-Melanie Greenwood
Empty Chairs for Empty Heads*
You’re a 1/2 hour late.
Where do you get off saying that? You’re still not here.
Typical of you. Always turning everything around.
Don’t you?
You just did it again. I’m not the one who’s always late.
Late? You’re not even here.
You’re not here either.
I’ll be there before you.
No, you won’t. I’m just around the corner
I’m just coming through the door.
Oh yeah, I’m slipping my butt into the chair.
Too late. I’m already in it.
Liar.
Liar.
I’m hanging up.
Wait. How long?
How long what?
Before you’re there.
A minute before you. When are you going to be there?
Hello? HELLO! Damn you…
Randy Mazie
*Dedicated to all late and frustrated lovers, friends, siblings, co-workers, and The Master of the Stupid Empty Chair, Clint Eastwood (or is it: the Stupid Master of the Empty Chair)
The Writer's Village 
And now something completely different! And I like it.
I had fun writing it.
They both sound like jokers. I love the banter.
Claire
Jokers. That’s wild.
Don’t you, and every one I know, talk like that?
I might try this with her. no I won’t. she’d kick my ass.
Uh oh.
Give me her number, let me have at her.
On second thought, if you can’t handle her….
Randy
OMG…I used to date him!
You probably had to stop because the two of you could never meet up, huh?
Too funny. Good response to the prompt.
Thank you. Can i meet you somewhere later?
Randy
Terrific, terrific job, Randy, right down to the Master of the Stupid Empty Chair!
Thanks, Perry.
Clint called me a little while ago and said he wasn’t too happy with my comment.
I told him that I could meet him somewhere to discuss it, say, a few minutes after he got there first which I wondered out loud to him what time that might be for him?
He said, Huh? and hung up on me.
Randy. Hilarious. 😀 I remember when if you were on the phone, you hadn’t even left the house as yet and the other person hadn’t either. It would depend on who lived the closest so no contest. I bet Clint has wished many times he’d never said that. Well written yet again. 🙂 — Susan
Thank you. I remember that too.
And I think that’s what partially prompted me. Talking to someone on the phone and saying I’ll be right there – and a 1/2 later wondering what the heck happened to that person, and not having a way to communicate with them like we do now by cell about where they were and what happened.
Mostly I’m late so I’ll be the last one. I’ll take the 3rd chair.
Lily
Ha. If we’re not there, start without us.
This is perfect. I’ve had a friend for over thirty years that talks just like this! Do you know him?
Surprise! It’s me!
Dear Randy,
What happened to fashionably late? It must’ve gone out of style. Love the title. Love the banter.
Shalom,
Rochelle
You’re late!
This reminded me of a friend who used to be perpetually late. Every…single…time. We keep in touch by phone now. Snappy dialogue, liked it.
Thanks, Sandra.
I noticed you’re one of the last ones to comment here.
A little late, maybe?
Hilarious. What a crazy conversation. I’d like to join a support group for late people. I once worked with a man from New Guinea who told me about ‘New Guinea time’ where 1 o’clock might mean 12, or 1:30, or whenever you got there. They all understand, and just relax. Must be a very laid-back lifestyle but I can’t imagine how anyhting ever happens.
Here in Miami, the Cubans are like that. Notoriously late for meetings and parties. Things can start 2 or 3 hours after the appointed time. Nobody minds except for gringos.
This sounds like a match made in heaven. I wouldn’t want to eavesdrop on them when they disagreed about something.
I think you’re right. It is a match made in heaven.
And you’ve given me an idea to be a “fly on their wall” and report back after their next fight. Ha
Randy