DAYS
LIKE THESE (Part 2)
The
Challenge?
(Part 2)
By:
Anthony Mayfield
In Life, on
any given day, there are far too many circumstances that naturally oppose
us and, even though the devil doesn’t need any help, sometimes, in the
company of well meaning friends and free flowing booze, the devil takes a
break and laughs with glee as we go about mucking things up.
We were back at the ‘Come Again’ bar.
The usual suspects were there plus a few more. We were having a
good time, yesterday was all but forgotten until Brenda tempted fate by
biting into the forbidden topic and offering it to the others…
Brenda: “So, Coolac,
what’s this I hear about you not believing in true love or, more
important, me and Jock’s love thang?”
Raymond: “Damn, Brenda, I wish you hadn’t brought that crap up.”
DeeDee: “What’s the deal? What
are y’all talking about?”
Brenda: “Well, it seems that Coolac was willing to bet the gang that me
and Jock’s love was based on some condition and that he could find out
what that condition is before we get married.
Is that right, Coolac?”
Coolac: “That’s what I said.”
DeeDee: “Damn, Coolac, I
would be with you if it were any other couple but, Jock and Brenda?
Man, obviously you haven’t been around them. I mean, every time they’re together they’re laughing and
squeezing each other and all that. If
it weren’t for the fact that I’m jealous, I’d think they had lost
their mind.”
Matt: “Yeah, look at them now; there’s something about their
relationship that gives others hope in finding the same thing, ya know?”
Coolac: “If you say so.”
Raymond: “Just let it go, Coolac. Admit
it, now that you see those two together, you know that forever loves
exist.”
Coolac glanced over at Jock
and Brenda. Just for the hell
of it, just to get on to another issue, he was going to concede but there
was something in Brenda’s eyes, something that dared him to discover her
truth.
Coolac: “Man, I’m like
Horton the Elephant, I meant what I said and I said what I meant, now
what?”
Jock: “So, you’re sitting there telling us to our face that our
marriage is doomed because of some unknown condition?”
Coolac: “Bingo.”
Brenda: “Thanks for the confidence, Coolac.”
Coolac: “Just trying to help out.”
Matt: “Just for the hell of it, Coolac, what condition do you think that
they have built their relationship on?”
Coolac: “I don’t know. But
I do know that if the condition isn’t being met, and if either of them
meet someone else who can fulfill that condition, end of marriage.”
Matt: “Coolac, you are so full of it.
Who died and left you in charge of relationships anyway.
And, since you’re explaining things, explain to me how you got a
corny ass nick name like Coolac.” (They all laugh)
Coolac: “Because I’m cool like the breeze that will float over your
coffin if you cross me.”
Group: “Oooooh.”
Matt: “Oh, I’m scared.”
Coolac: “I don’t want you to be scared, just ready.
All I’m trying to do here is to get Jock ready for the
inevitable. I’ve known him
since preschool and he knows that I have his best interest at heart.”
Raymond: “Pray tell, what is Jock’s best interest?”
Coolac: “His best interest is to find out, before marriage, the
condition that his marriage will be built on.”
DeeDee: “On the outside chance that there aren’t any conditions, then
will their marriage stand the test of time?”
Coolac: “It’s doubtful.”
Brenda: “Damn, he’s not giving us a snowball’s chance in hell is
he?”
Coolac: “Hey, I’m just a realist.
And, realistically speaking, marriages today last anywhere from
three to five years. But, to
answer your question DeeDee, if conditions don’t get them then
assumptions will.”
Brea: “Oh, oh. Here’s
something new to the twist.”
Coolac: “Knaw, not really. You
might say that conditions and assumptions are twins.
If one don’t ruin the relationship the other one will.
What happens is that we tend to not discuss certain issues.
Instead, we assume that are partner feels the same way we do.
Then, when we get married, we realize that our partner doesn’t
feel the same way that we do and it creates a problem.”
Jock: “You got any examples of assumptions in your theory?”
Coolac: “I think I can come up with one or two.
For example: Suppose that the woman assumes the man knows that she
doesn’t want kids when, in actuality, he wants a big family. Or the man assumes the woman will give up her career to
become a house wife but, in actuality, she has no such intention, then,
you can be sure that the end is near.”
Matt: “Man, I’m tired of seeing your lips move.
You mentioned something about a bet.
Put up or shut up.”
Coolac: “How much can you afford to loose, choir boy?”
Matt: “I got your choir boy. I
say that Brenda and Jock’s relationship is for real and I’ll bet you a
thousand dollars that you can’t find one of your alleged conditions
before they get married.”
Coolac: “A thousand dollars, huh? All
right, if that’s all you can afford.
Anybody else want to lose some money?”
Raymond: “I’m in for a grand too.”
Brea: “Two thousand dollars, that’s no cheesy bet.”
Coolac: “Yeah, it is but it’s all that these cheese-less chumps can
come up with. Wait a minute. Screeeeech. I’d
better put the brakes on. I
forgot something so all bets are off.”
Raymond: “Just as I thought, all shine but no glow.”
Coolac: (reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wad of money.
He counts out five thousand dollars and lays it on the table) “If
you think I can’t handle your kiddy bet, think again.”
Matt: “Damn, Coolac, where’d you get all that money from?”
Coolac: “I’d tell you but I don’t think you’d look at your mother
the same way any more.”
Matt: (reaching for Coolac) “You low down son of a…”
(Someone gets in between them)
Coolac: (laughing) “See, there are some things that you just don’t
want to know.”
Raymond: “Yeah, right, asshole. Anyway,
so that you don’t weasel your way out of this, why are you calling off
the bet?”
Matt: “I’ll tell you why. It’s
because that money belongs to his pimp.” (They laugh)
Coolac: “Touché. No, the
reason that I can’t take your bet is because you won’t be losing
anything but your life savings. (Laughter) While, on the other hand, Jock
and Brenda will be losing each other.
So, unless they agree, all bets are off.”
Raymond: (to Jock and Brenda) “How about it, guys?
I know you don’t believe that this clown can find some stupid
assed condition that will prevent you from getting married?
I mean, shit, you’ve been dating for two years so, what the hell
can he find out in six months that you don’t already know?”
Brenda: “Not a damn thing.” (They
laugh)
Coolac: “So, I take that as a yes from the weak link, what about you
Jock? You willing to risk the
fantasy?”
Jock: “Me and my baby are one. I
support what she says, she support what I say.
In fact, put me down for a grand too.”
Matt: “That’s what I’m talking about.
Now what, Coolac.”
Coolac: “Now, my man, we proceed. So,
all I need is for someone to write all of this down so that we will know
that it was an agreed upon thing. Does
anyone have any paper and a pen?”
DeeDee: “I do.”
Coolac: “Cool. Give Jock
and Brenda each a sheet.”
Jock: “Why do we need paper?”
Coolac: “Because I want each one of you to write three reason why you
love the other without showing your reasons to anyone else in the
group.”
Brenda: “That’s easy.” (They jot down their reasons and pass them to
Coolac)
Brea: “So, what’s the point of that?”
Coolac: “Just a simple test to determine my odds of winning.”
DeeDee: “And?”
Coolac: “It’s money in the bank.”
Raymond: “Humor us.”
Coolac: “The fact that they have reasons to love each other indicates
that conditions are not far off. Anything
that can be reasoned can arguably be unreasoned.
You see, you simple-minded folks, true love, unconditional love
doesn’t have or need a reason to love, it just does.
You got everything written up, DeeDee?
I’ve gotta fall through the exit, no need in spending all of my
Friday night with the uninformed.”
The stage was set.
The props were in place. The
cast was queued and the curtain was going up.
It’s Showtime…
Continued...
Copyright 2001 Anthony
Mayfield
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