URBAN MADNESS

SHORT STORY

It’s six in the morning,I’ve got to be at work in two hours.

I dash frantically out of my room.

Shoot!my six months old baby just puked on my new suit.

Oh! When it rains it pours!

Oh God I throw a hasty prayer up, help me!

My baby senses my anger and starts crying

Just what I need.

Babe! are you coming?we’re running late!

I roll my eyes in total exasperation,

I can’t stand another lecture on time management this morning.

My neighbor says hello...wrong timing.

I barely respond

What’s her name again?

Finally,I get my self,baby,and hand bag into the car

..then my husband and I stop in our tracks

Why is everybody at home today?

We must have looked menacing because nobody attempted to come close.

...finally a brave neighbor came forward saying

“The lock down begins today, there is no work.

You could see my husband deflate like a ballon.

We felt stupid.

Suddenly, our baby giggled.

We were victims of our life style.

...urban madness.

Thank you COVID-19,you provided a cure.

Author's Note

Open to fresh perspective and constructive corrections

Reviews

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Ha ha, we are hypnotized. We are creatures of habit. I think that's what Rod Serling meant by the Twilight Zone lol in some cases anyway, like in The Hitchhiker. Wonderfully penned, write

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

You got that right Cyprian!
I am glad it made sense.
Thank you