Breakfast Debate

180 Word Story

While eating donuts at my sister-in-law’s kitchen table, I reached into my backpack, pulled out an American Heritage Dictionary, handed it to her, and said, “search for a word that epitomizes me.” Jennifer didn’t hesitate, opened the dictionary to mediocre, and said, “that’s my sweet sister’s nickname for you.” I took a bite out of my apple strudel and said,” I hate to contradict you, but just this morning, your lovely sister opened the same dictionary and picked iridescence.” Jennifer placed her glazed donut on a napkin and said, “I don’t mind debating you since yesterday afternoon, my dear sister picked up my Webster’s dictionary from my office table and said gargle fits Mr. Mediocre too since he sounds that way when he tries to be romantic,” so just to win the breakfast debate, I grabbed Jennifer’s water bottle, filled my mouth with water, gargled for twenty seconds, accidently spit up on her table, told her I was sorry, and said, “now you finally know what handsome iridescent men sound like when they want to make a sexy impression.”