A Neighbor Has a Complaint
GAIL: Hi, Cynthia, I was wondering if you might do me a favor.
CYNTHIA: Sure, anything.
GAIL: Well, I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve got some kind of time machine in your backyard, and it seems to be overlapping into my yard a bit.
CYNTHIA: Yeah, it’s some pretty big equipment.
GAIL: Yeah, it’s knocked over most of my hydrangeas.
CYNTHIA: Well, you know, it’s Richard’s. I can’t really move it or anything. You’re welcome to come over and use the time machine anytime you want, though.
GAIL: I appreciate that. But I think my kids may have been playing with it already. For some reason, all of the food I have in the house is Twizzlers, and at first I thought that that was a normal thing to have because I was raised that way, but I was looking it up on the internet, and that’s not a thing, so I think that little Henry may have altered my timeline.
CYNTHIA: Hah, well, kids will be kids.
GAIL: Yeah.
CYNTHIA: Is that the only reason you came by?
GAIL: Well, I do have the neighborhood watch stickers in. But mostly I came over because all of a sudden I own an alpaca, and while that didn’t initially strike me as odd, I know that’s can’t be right, because I’m allergic to alpacas.
CYNTHIA: Well, we all make mistakes.
GAIL: Oh, for sure. I left a mug of camomile tea in the microwave this morning.
CYNTHIA: Ha ha, I do that all the time.
GAIL: Still, I think it’s probably that time machine you own that’s causing most of the problems.
CYNTHIA: Well, I can try to mention it to Richard, but you know how men are with their little toys.
GAIL: I appreciate it.
CYNTHIA: I love your dress, by the way. Is that made out of dead bats?
GAIL: Oh, thank you. Yes, I’ve had it forever.
CYNTHIA: Well, nice to see you!
GAIL: Have a good day.
CYNTHIA: Bye.
GAIL: Now where did I leave the light bulbs I always carry on my person?
