Friday, October 16, 2009

Consultation

The thing stoops as it lumbers through my door. The eyes blink, shades drawn over milky cue balls.

It grunts.

Trudging toward me, it allows both hands--if you could even call the gnarled, wicked mass of flesh at the end of its arms hands--to drag the floor. The knuckles scrape the carpet, shhhhhk, leaving an oily trail. Blood? Something else?

Me: choking on my heart. My hands sweat.

The mouth opens, revealing rows of teeth like broken chalk, only green. It lifts its body onto a desk, hand/claws on the bottom, clacking against wood with yellow nails.

It grumbles. Kind of sounds like "How's my kid doing?"

14 comments:

Barry Napier said...

Awesome as usual. Even the last two lines alone would make a great and creepy story!

ElanaJ said...

ROTFL! Ah, the life of a teacher. Love it!

Aaron Polson said...

Barry - Okay, only a couple of parents looked like that. Just for clarity's sake.

Elana - So true. ;)

Natalie L. Sin said...

LOL!

Anonymous said...

Parents hate going to PTC just as much as the teachers do. Lucky for them though, they don't have to waste a whold damn day.

Brendan P. Myers said...

Made me smile.

Jamie Eyberg said...

This one made me laugh. I don't know if that was what you intended but it did so anyway.

K.C. Shaw said...

That was awesome! I love your work-inspired stories. :)

Aaron Polson said...

Natalie - ;)

Anon - Not that I hate it...but it does make a long day.

Brendan - Me too.

Jamie - Oh yeah. The laughs are good.

K.C. - Work has to be good for something.

Laura Eno said...

ROFL! I hope you don't have too many parents like that.

Cate Gardner said...

I think he lives across the road from me. :D

Aaron Polson said...

Laura - none, really. The students on the other hand...

Cate - ;)

Danielle Ferries said...

Shades drawn over milky cue balls - Fantastic.

katey said...

I get the feeling this was directly inspired by something...

Bwahaha! Excellent!