Strange Conversations: Part Sixty-Two
Posted 7 November 2008 in Strange Conversations by Catriona
I think the humidity—or eight hours’ marking in a west-facing study—has softened my brain:
ME: It’s so muggy!
NICK: I know, it’s horrible.
ME: Stupid Brisbane.
NICK: It’s supposed to be cooler tomorrow.
ME: But it’s like the carrot and the stick! Only you don’t know what the stick’s for, so you’re just shouting, “Stop hitting me!” Because Brisbane doesn’t actually want anything from you.
(Pause)
ME: Was that metaphor too much?
NICK: No. (Pause) No.
Previously: Strange Conversations: Part Sixty-One
Next: Night Flowers
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