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Ed Loses His Job
Posted by Michael K, Nov 1, 2007. 272 views. ID = 265
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"I'm sorry, Ed, we just can't keep you on any more."
I stared. "What do you mean? Are you firing me?"
Walter nodded. "Yeah. We're firing you."
I felt like my heart was going to drop right down into my shoes. "Why?" I asked.
Walter shrugged. "Honestly, Ed, you don't take your work seriously enough. There's too much goofing off, too much horsing around on company time. We just can't have that."
"I can do better," I protested.
Walter shook his head. "It's too late, Ed. The decision's been made. We just simply can't be saddled with employees who don't carry their own weight."
I didn't know what to say. Worst of all, I didn't know how I was going to break the news to my wife. It was going to be a very bad evening.
Normally I was in a big rush to get home after work, but tonight I found myself stalling again and again, finding any excuse to avoid the confrontation that I knew was coming. To say I was a bit nervous would be the understatement of the year.
My wife greeted me at the door with a kiss.
"Hey, pumpkin," I said. "How was your day?"
She shrugged. "Wilbur stopped by."
Wilbur. People complained that I talk too much, but Wilbur can't seem to keep his mouth closed about anything.
"He told you what happened?" I asked.
She nodded. "Someone needs to keep me posted." She said it like she thought I wasn't planning to tell her.
"Well, I think I ought to be the one to do the posting," I said, more angrily than I intended.
She opened her mouth to speak, but I could tell from the expression on her face that this was the beginning of a very long harangue. And once she gets started on one of her tirades, there's no reining her in.
"Never mind," I interrupted before she could begin. "It's not a big deal. If Wilbur wants to blab my business, I won't complain. The real question is...what am I going to do next?"
My wife shook her head. "I don't know. Surely there must be another show you can star on."
"Yeah," I said sarcastically, with a roll of my eyes and a twitch of my tail. "Because there are so many shows out there about talking horses."
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Comments
Michael K
Nov 1, 2007 | Obviously, there are a few puns in this one as well. One of them is a double pun...Mister Ed's owner was Wilber Post, and posting is what you do when you ride a horse.
Oh, and Mister Ed's stunt double was a horse named "Pumpkin" :D
~Posted by Michael K, Nov 1, 2007 | 
Josiah T.
Nov 1, 2007 | Heh heh! Funny! Didn't get it until the end, but still great :-P
~Posted by Josiah T., Nov 1, 2007 |
Michael K
Nov 1, 2007 | I'm glad you didn't get it until the end - that's what I was hoping for. I think it's a fun challenge to try to bury puns in such a way that no one picks up on it. Of course, if I keep doing these, people will be looking for puns, which will make it harder to keep the ending a secret.
The puns I used were:
horsing around
saddled
stalling
bit
posting
reined in
there were some others I wanted to use, but I thought they'd be a "bit" too obvious.
~Posted by Michael K, Nov 1, 2007 | 
Katie
Nov 1, 2007 | LOL! I love it! I did see it coming though, but I always liked Mr. Ed. :-) And you did a great job with the puns! The "posting" part was my favorite. :-)
~Posted by Katie, Nov 1, 2007 | 
Mathax
Nov 2, 2007 | I loved it 5 stars
~Posted by Mathax, Nov 2, 2007 |
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