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the grumbles…of a Grub

Consider the less rational self, my aspiring self as a scene in Scrubs.

Theme: I can’t do this on my own…yeah I’m no superman…”

(fade-out, cut to scene)

Dorian would most likely be walking up and down a corridor just outside the room his mentor Dr Cox is in. He is obviously troubled.
“Would you stop already, newbie and get it out?”
“Uhh…Dr Cox I was wondering if - I mean, what I want to know is-”
“Get out of my face, newbie…”
“Yes Dr Cox…” Dorian visibly slumps and saunters off in defeat.

Dorian goes into one of his fantasy-reverie thingies. He runs into the room Dr Cox is in. They are dressed in ostentatious pro wrestling outfits. Dorian begins to scream at Dr Cox and has grabbed hold of his neck, in some attempt to strangle him.
“WILL YOU TELL ME…HAVE YOU READ MY PIECE!!! WHAT DID YOU THINK OF IT!!!???”
“It…was…ok!!!”
“IS THAT ALL YOU’RE GONNA GIVE ME, RUNT!!!”

Dorian stops daydream. Walks deliberately into wall. Bangs forehead against it. Is heckled by the janitor who approves of his activity.

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  1. So today, I finally managed to pluck up the courage to ask about my piece. Turns out it has some merit but it’s way too long, so I have to look at cutting it, and quite drastically too. I can live with that; at least it didn’t stink!

    Posted on 01-Dec-05 at 7:38 pm | Permalink

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