That night changed my life… (chuckle)

Here’s the next entry to the ‘And then…’ contest. Just reminding, I am not disclosing the author‘s name now so that we can have a fair voting. The write-ups would be posted in the order I receive them… Here are the rules & hints and here is The Scene…


How could he be here? Is it really him, could it be him, it has to be him, if its him then all that she did all these years was so not worth it. Finally she decided it was him, her grandma Beth’s driver – Harry D (D for Driver). She remembered how he used to drive the kids to the farms, to the lake, to farmer’s market over so many summers, he used to buy them candy pops, egg tarts, paper windmills – oh those days… she suddenly remembered a peculiar habit of his, he used to mumble and chuckle to himself and as a child she always wished to know what he said and why he chuckled…

God has given me another chance, I need to get the answers, I have to fulfill my childhood wish – how did he get here, in this plane in business class how could he afford it? And more importantly what was it that he used to mumble and chuckle?’ these thoughts made her turn back and she was ecstatic to see the seat next to him empty. ‘God totally wants me to know… Harry might not remember me, so I will start’ she thought…

Liz: I’m not sure if you remember me…

Harry D (mumbling & chuckling): you are right dear girl I don’t remember, tell me who you are…

Liz: You were my grandma Beth’s driver, you used to drive us kids around in the summer vacations….

Harry D: Oh which one of those little brats are you… is it you Lizzy? You tiny little girl oh you’ve grown up! The ugly duckling has become a swan

Liz (so it is him… how did this driver get on the Business class of this flight! and I’m ugly duckling…): How did you get here…. errrrr I mean what brought you to Hong Kong?

Harry D: Oh Lizzy what do it tell you… Long story short the day Madam Beth passed away I was very sad and I went to the country farmer’s market to buy a bottle of wine but the shop was too crowded so I waited and i saw a lotto stall, as a kid i always wished to buy a lotto ticket, so I did it that day… and who would believe it little Lizzy, I won. Then I bought some cattle, I sold milk and cheese then after a year I opened a small restaurant and now I have 5 restaurants in Australia. I went to HongKong to learn the art of making stinky tofu, seems to be a hit these days.

Liz thought to herself, the story of this man is commendable, she was inspired… still the more important question lingered and she decided to stay on it. Dinner menu was presented, she chose steak, they talked a lot and drank a lot, exchanged contact info. and were both generally very happy to see each other Liz even forgot about the mumble and chuckle and then… food arrived.

Liz (looking at the steak): This is huge!

Harry D: That’s what she said…

Oh sorry Lizzy girl I should not have said that, I was trying to control all the while but you just walked into it… I’m sorry…

Liz (almost in a state of shock, almost): Ewwww was that what you always used to say and chuckle? LONG PAUSE

Harry D: Sorry little Lizzy, sorry…

Liz: Oh you dirty sick man!

Harry D: That’s what she said…

(Banging his head with his hands) I’m so so sorry Lizzy girl…

Liz ran back to her seat which was right ahead and still managed to bump into 2 passengers tossing their drinks in their food… Disgusted she sat and all the times he must have said those words stared floating in her mind and after a while, she chuckled… it was the most inappropriate and hilarious joke… she had to give this idea to the copy writing division and they could make a write up from this and finally have some real comedy on that lame comedy show of theirs… She chuckled some more…

A year later Lizzy’s company won an Emmy for that episode, and the copy writers dedicated it to Lizzy… She was so happy… She called up Harry D, it was the answering machine.

Liz: Harry D, I know you are a dirty sick man who makes inappropriate jokes but thank you. That night changed my life…

She imagined Harry D playing the message, and chuckled.

MORAL OF THE STORY: always follow your childhood wishes 🙂

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10 thoughts on “That night changed my life… (chuckle)

    • OK I didn’t understand it initially and asked the author…
      Its a bit inappropriate but hilarious once you get it – basically the person who says “That’s what she said” turns around the meaning of the sentence, that is said by the first person, with a sexual undertone. now read…
      Liz: that’s so huge
      Harry D: that’s what she said [meaning that’s what the girl said when i was doing ‘it’ with her]

      so much for being subtle on my blog – i know i should not have included my non-blogger peeps here 😛

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