Saood: Solving a Rubik’s cube is actually a very useful skill.
Mrs. Lund: Tell me more.
Saood: Like, one day you could be walking down the street, and you meet this guy who is trying to solve a Rubik’s cube, and the guy is all, “Agh! I’m so frustrated I can’t solve this Rubik’s Cube, I could [...]
Category Archives: Dialogue
Useful Skills, as Defined by Saood, Who Can Solve a Rubik’s Cube
All of the above
Seventh Grader: Mrs. Lund, which is better, Dinosaurs or PeeWee Herman?
Mrs. Lund: That depends. At riding bicycles or tearing apart prey?
Seventh grader #2: All around. You have to pick.
Mrs. Lund: not emotionally equipped to deal with this choice.
And You Used to Pretend to be Spiderman
In the carpool pickup line today.
Mrs. Lund: Hey, Brian.
Brian, age 4: I’m not Brian. I’m Chevy Dealership.
Mrs. Lund: Hey, Chevy Dealership.
Chevy Dealership: Hi.
(Brian speaks with the world’s greatest deadpan. He is always 100%, housing market-grade serious. Since the start of the school year, Brian has also been: Ambulance, Laundromat, 87th and Cottage [...]
Jaleel Plans my Birthday
Mrs. Lund: My birthday is next weekend.
Room full of Six Year Olds: Can we come to your party?
Mrs. Lund: Oh, a party for me is more like a book, a bubble bath and a cupcake.
Jaleel : Mrs. Lund, if it’s your birthday, you can eat your cupcake in the bathtub.
Mrs. Lund: Jaleel, you just [...]
I’m not so sure.
Thaddeus: Mrs. Lund, I’m sorry to bother you, but I heard Kala call Charisma a stupid retarded horse.
Mrs. Lund: You’re sure she said horse? Like the animal?
Thaddeus: looking at Mrs. Lund with disbelief. Yeah.
Mrs. Lund: sighs I’ll… go talk to her. Thanks.
I was there.
Mrs. Lund is leaving school for the day when she passes a line of pre schoolers on the stairs.
PRE SCHOOLERS: Goodbye, Mrs. Lund.
MRS. LUND: Bye, guys.
PRE SCHOOL BOY: Mrs. Lund! Mrs. Lund! I saw you in chapel this morning!
MRS. LUND: Yes, you did. An uncomfortable pause ensues while the entire pre school class stares at [...]
Parking garage at 60 E. Randolph
(Young Woman and Attendant enter, continuing their conversation)
Young Woman: The guy this morning said it was fourteen.
Attendant: No. It is twenty-six.
Young Woman: He said fourteen.
Attendant: Fine. Fourteen.
Young Woman: I only have thirteen, anyways.
[SCENE]
