Three Word Wednesday where you write something using the three prompt words.
This week's words are ... Educate, Object and Silence.
This week's words are ... Educate, Object and Silence.
The silence was unbearable ... as if someone had placed a huge clown in the centre of the room that everyone had made a secret pact not to mention ... and she was the clown.
Frozen to the spot.
The sole object of everyone's attention.
Thoughts of running for the door played through her mind, or better yet, pretending to faint.
The smile she'd finished her presentation with was still unnaturally fixed on her face, her cheeks twitching and aching from the strain.
It really had seemed like a good idea.
Her plan had been to educate, inject a little humour and drive the point home leaving everyone with a laugh that would set her aside from the rest of the candidates.
Simple.
She couldn't help but remember her old boyfriends words.
"I love you ... but you can't tell a joke to save your life."
The sentence echoed around her head.
She'd been standing still with the fixed grin for so long that the blood had stopped circulating and her head began to swim.
Panic was setting in.
She couldn't think straight and before she knew it, she'd grabbed the cucumber and lunged for the assistant in charge and held it at his throat.
"Did you get what I was saying ... ay, ay!"
A rush of reality flooded over her as if she were floating above herself looking down.
Time seemed to stop as she observed herself with the cucumber held near the mans neck.
What are doing, Jenny? The jokes gone too far now... FAINT... FAINT... for goodness sake just FAINT!, she thought ... but as she looked to the head of the company, she saw a tiny flicker at the corner of his mouth.
She had nothing to lose.
She twisted the cucumber at a more threatening angle and eyed the head man directly.
That was it.
The flicker broke into a smile and the room finally collapsed into laughter.
"Okay, Miss Denning ... you can drop the weapon now, I think Mr. Hargreaves gets what you were saying."
The tension poured from her body and as her blood once again began to flow, she slowly regained her posture and tentatively placed the cucumber on the table.
"Umm ... well what did you think?"
"Well, Miss Denning, we were looking for someone to shake things up a bit, and you've certainly managed to do that to Mr. Hargreaves."
The assistant didn't respond.
He just sat motionless, his attention still firmly fixed on the cucumber.
He just sat motionless, his attention still firmly fixed on the cucumber.
Jenny shuffled uncomfortably at the sight of him, which simply served to make him jump and emit a small aah!
The head smiled and started to laugh again.
"...And all with just a cucumber ... that's it ..... you're hired!"