Kumquats: Aunt J.

Miss Kumquat was annoyed. It should have been just another day at the office but the fruit had not arrived and she was only too aware that her employer would have a screaming fit about it

Miss Kumquat had been putting up with Mr. Avocado’s little foibles for quite a long time and quite frankly, she was getting tired of it. In addition, she had not slept very well and was a bit cranky.

Mr. Avocado drifted into the office about 12:30 and, as expected, threw a hissy fit because there were no kumquats on his desk.

Miss Kumquat explained that kumquats were out of season, that fruit from Chile tasted like cardboard anyway and that the fruit vendor had not shown up.

Mr. Avocado didn’t care. He kept complaining, whining and generally carrying on like a five-year old.

Miss Kumquat popped another high blood pressure pill and resigned.

The end.
JAA
3/13/08
Walnut Creek, CA