petite merde no. 6

Yesterday 2.0 hollered from the basement and told me to, “Turn on the news. Hurry!” I immediately turned the television to a national news network. I watched a COVID-19 press conference for 45 minutes. Absolutely nothing new was announced.

When the update ended I met 2.0 in the kitchen.

movita: I watched the news conference but I’m not sure what you wanted me to see. Maybe I was too late?

2.0: There was a guy on there that looked like Kenny Rogers.

movita: Wait…what? You wanted me to stop what I was doing to see a guy who looked like Kenny Rogers? Not hear an update about the crisis?

2.0: Yah.

movita: But you didn’t mention the Kenny Rogers lookalike. 

2.0: No. 

movita: And you can see how I might think they were making a major announcement? Because you yelled at me frantically to turn on the news?

2.0: I guess. But I figured you’d know what I wanted you to see as soon as you turned on the news.

movita: Can you can understand why I might have been a little concerned? Frightened even? 

2.0: Maybe for second. But then happy because you’d have seen the Kenny lookalike. 

movita: But I spent 45 minutes watching a news conferenc–

2.0: You saw him though, right?

movita: Who?

2.0: Kenny Rogers.

movita: I don’t recall seeing anyone who looked like Kenny Rogers. 

2.0: Well, this has been a complete waste of time.

movita:

2.0:

movita: I think we’re going to have to lay down some new ground rules. 

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