An Ambulatory 911 Call from a casketA Story by Russ TeedWine and curiosity do not mix.A reader
had read my “An ambulatory 911 call from an ambulance” and challenged me to
write “An ambulatory 911 call from a casket”. Here it is: Ambulatory
911 call from a casket After
weeks of training I was ready to start my new career as a casket builder. “The Coffin
Cobbler” was the name chosen for my postmortem carpentered casket catering
corporation. But my
boxes for breathless bodies are for the long neglected expired elephant market.
They deserve to be sent off to elephant heaven with dignity also. I
received my ordered shipment of 10 tons of lumber to build a few coffins to
have at the ready if the need should arise. I was working
on top of the near finished kiosk which stands at 15 feet tall when I
inadvertently slipped. As my
gravitational pull thrust me toward the bottom I thought; “The
number one cause of death for geese flying into turbine jet engines is geese
flying into turbine jet engines. Then THUD!! OOF! The bottom of the casket met me egregiously. The vibration of my inertia meeting wood was likened to a 9.9
Richter scaled Tsunami and it rattled not only my brain, but the half open lid
was now two halves closed. While fading in and out of consciousness I remember thinking;
“The leading cause of death for coyotes parachuting
without a parachute is coyotes parachuting without a parachute.” Then I dreamt: “I’m having a raffle
for Ruffles called “Russell’s Ruffle Raffle”. I’m raffling Ruffles for the
Ruffles Russell Foundation. Raffling Ruffles for Russell’s Ruffle Raffle will
raise money for Ruffles Russell Foundation. Russell’s Ruffle Raffle for Ruffles
Russell Foundation is sponsored by… Pringles.” Pitch dark, no one around, countless injuries, and I was
wearing sunglasses. My only resolve was to make an ambulatory 911 call from a
casket and attempt to be believable, when I can barely believe it myself. “Hello, Alcoholics Anonymous, can I help you?’ Me " “Sorry, wrong number. But while I have you, can you tell
me where the nearest liquor store is? Somebody there’s gotta know/” CLICK! Me " “Wow, them AA people are wicked testy.” I dialed again; 911 " “Hello” I replied " “Hi 911, are you busy? Lol, I seemed to have
fallen and I can’t get up, in a coffin.” 911 " “CLICK.” Woe is me " “This… this is not my day. Some days it's just not worth picking
the lock on my cage to venture off into this human latent world.”
© 2013 Russ TeedReviews
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