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AND here's my take of the next challenge :-)
This is a challenge put together by Michael Pitman :-) Good on ya, Mike!
Challenge 72 - "Team Building"
(4 elements - Repeated unsuccessful attempts
at starting a campfire/fireplace fire, favorite childhood memory that actually
is a lie, funeral of a stranger, sign "fail")
"This is the last time I go on one of those team
building weekends," moaned Shaun.
"But you're the organiser!" screamed Karen, right
into his face. He cowered into a ball and hid in the trees around the clearing.
"Bob, haven't you got that fire ready yet?" asked
Dave, Shaun's second-in-charge.
"No. I'm an accountant, not a woodsman. You try."
"Me? I've never made a fire in my life. Never even got
a scout badge."
"What?" Tracy started up on Dave. "Five days
we've been going around in these woods, first we've gotta deal with this
'jellyfish'…"
"Easy now, Shaun's had a bad time of it lately, what
with his wife leaving and her taking custody of the dog…"
"Who gives a shit about the dog! Look! Look at
that!" Karen pushed Dave over to the other side of the clearing, where the
slowly rotting corpse of their fellow team builder 'whatsisname' lay. "I
think there are bigger things to worry about than a bloody dog!"
"Well, he shouldn't've touched that sign."
"What, the sign that said "Caution, this sign has
sharp edges". What kind of sign is that?" yelled Tracy.
"Let's just settle down, alright?" Keith was the
quiet, calm type. "I thought we already came to the decision. We
give…whatsisname…a funeral befitting a viking warrior…"
"Without the boat," mentioned Bob, still blowing
on the smoke, trying to get the fire going and needing to relight it with yet
another match from their dwindling supply.
"Yes, thank you, Bob. Light the fire, okay?" Keith
dragged the body of 'whatsisname' closer to the large pile of unlit wood.
"Does anyone know his name?"
"Dave?" threatened Karen.
"Err, no. Shaun thought we'd leave the list of names at
basecamp, to make it a more 'connecting' team building exercise, no one knowing
who is who, everyone getting together…"
"His throat was cut in the first two hours! We never
got a chance to know him or even speak to him!"
"Hey! It's…no, it isn't." Bob took out another
match. They all sat down and tried not to smell the body.
"Why didn't we turn back right then?" asked Keith.
"Err, we did. Then we got lost," confessed Dave.
"What a complete balls-up."
"Hey, I remember a fantastic time, lost in the woods
when I was a kid," laughed Dave.
"Yes, really? Seeing as you are now here, you found
your way out," replied Bob, blowing.
"It was great! We had no food…"
"Like now."
"… it poured down for days…"
"Like now."
"…and we had no map and no way to find our way
home."
"Like now. So, what happened?"
"Err, erm…"
"That was a lie, wasn't it? You didn't get lost in the
woods, did you?" growled Karen.
"Err, no. No, we didn't."
"Hell."
"Tesco's. It was Tesco's."
Karen grabbed a large stick from the unlit fire and whacked
it around his head.
"Ow!"
"Now then, that's enough of that!"
They all sat down again in silence.
"Hey! I've got it…nope."
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