Excerpt of Meaningful Dysfunction – (aka Dialogue)
-Dude
-huh?
-what’s the score?
-I dunno, I thought you had the card
-What card?
-I found the little pencil here in my pocket
-So why didn’t you keep the score?
-It’s your move
-I don’t know where I’m going. What are you talking about?
-I showed you earlier. How do you get lost playing golf? It’s not that hard. Swing and miss, trial and error.
-Golf? Who said anything about golf?
-You’ve been putting around that hole forever.
-Dude, that’s my life
-Then why aren’t you getting in it?
-I’m lost. I suck. I quit.
-You can’t quit this game
-Why not? I haven’t gotten anywhere
-Do you know where you’re going?
-No
-So why do you want to move?
-I dunno
-For a guy who doesn’t know so much, you sure say a lot
-Shut up
-Your life is so small, yet you struggle so hard to fill it
-Dude. Seriously, that’s mean
-Honestly, you have all it takes right there. I’ve even filled it a couple times. You could’ve left my ball there. I’m sure the hole would’ve felt just the same.
-I don’t want your frickin’ filling
-Then why’d you invite my company?
