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Wednesday, January 22, 2020
Words for Wednesday
I decided to participate again in this Wednesday stimulant. My creativity got fired up with these words so generously provided by Elephant's Child
This week's prompts are:
1. Deviled/which might also be spelt devilled*
2. Interdependence*
3. Watery*
4. Figs*
5. Zoom*
6. Headphones*
And/Or
1. Gargled*
2. Presence*
3. Yelling*
4. Andalusia*
5. Snowdrifts*
6. Exfoliate*
It was the worst party ever. She cursed her own presence and put it down to her interdependence on her boss, Almighty Violet, who just about ordered her staff here. She needed the pay cheque and Almighty Violet needed her organizational skills.
Internally, she yelled a silent scream of frustration, cursing the position of looking after Almighty Violet. Because that’s what it amounted to, one almighty cursed existence, out in the wilds of Andalusia trying desperately to improve on her Spanish. Yeah, so she lied on her CV.
She selected a devilled egg from the platter on the buffet and winced at its watery texture, faux mayonnaise. She moved her hand over the figs. They were just as she suspected, dry and shrivelled. What happened to paella and those lovely local dishes??
Bloody hell! was that Bart, her assistant, wearing tiny headphones, bopping his head and grinning at her? Tuned out. Clever boy. Hard to blame him.
Ah, her eyes zoomed in on the washroom across the hall. She disappeared quietly inside, closing the door. And rinsed out her glass of cheap white wine, gargling with water from the tap.
For this she had taken a razor and exfoliated herself? Even her legs which grew hairy in the winter and were excellent insulation against the snow drifts surrounding her cabin.
And six months more to go on her contract. She’d better find those Speaking Spanish Like a Pro podcasts. Ah Bart would know! Of course!
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Love it.
ReplyDeleteAnd I am cracking up at the 'Almighty Violet'. I have had bosses like that. Endlessly demanding, Giving very little.
I do ohpe that your protagonist finds happiness in Andalusa and can break that curse (with or without Bart's help).
I think she needs to learn better Spanish asap so she can move on!!
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I also love this and wish the Almighty Violet could get a taste of what she dishes out.
ReplyDeleteI remember buying dried figs and eating them as snack foods with little bags of nuts and dried apples.
Good dried figs are incomparable and the odd time here on the Edge I can actually get fresh. I do remember syrup of figs as a child and I was one of the few who liked it!!
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We had fresh figs for years from the neighbour's tree which hung over our fence and mingled with our almond tree.
DeleteSounds wonderful River, what a treat!
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Almighty Violets are a curse on any employee. Hoping for revenge in Spanish and soon.
ReplyDeleteYes, she needs to be Almighty Violet in her place. I had a boss like that, an ex US Marine who demanded our unpaid presence at events such as these. Nightmares.
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Never came across and Almighty Violet thank Goodness. As for learning Spanish, your protagonist should use Duolingo on the internet. Great little programme. Wish I could get fresh figs - haven't had fresh or dried for years.
ReplyDeleteI'm in the mood for them now, I think a lot of us are!
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