Typicalitus

This day was not typical

I developed a headache whose case was typicalititus

It happened on an unpredictable cycle

The washing machine spewed out detritus

Typically the machine should not have done it

It should have done a rinse and stopped

Instead it exploded and blew out grit

The clothes were shreds and the emergency sensors popped

There was nothing more to be done

But clean up the mess and cry a little

And then I became a victim of typicalitus syndrome

The day was done and it was practically biblical

He couldn’t resist giving me this supposition

“30Kg is the maximum load”

“Typically you did not to read the instruction”

Deflated I continued to wipe the floor

“Really you should not need to be told.”

With that I screamed and ran out the door.

Namaste and thank you for reading , may your omnipotent being go with you.

Leave a comment

Filed under Short Stories

Leave a comment