238 A Day at Dr. Grimm's Office Part 2

CINDERELLA, ET AL.

"You've no self-esteem, Cinderella," Dr. Grimm said as she reclined on the psychiatrist couch.

"Well, for starters," she mumbled, "look what they named me. After they gave me the job of sweeping the chimney cinders. Cinderella!"

"It sounds kind of pretty, in its own way," he said to reassure her.

"Yea, well what about my other names, after my other jobs?"

"Like..." he goaded her.

"Dust Bunny. ShitShovella. RattaPooie. Excremetia. PigStyessa. GraveRobberta. DiaRita--do I really need to go on?"

"Stick with Cinderella," he advised. "Just try to find a way to be proud of what you do. Don't be a pussy."

"Oh, don't worry," she said. "That's my next job."

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SNOW WHITE

Snow White's admission into Dr. Grimm's sexaholic support group was overdue. Her dwarf roommates had already been participants for months now.

"Hello, my name is Snow White, and I'm a sexaholic." The dwarves clapped politely.

"And what brings you here," Dr. Grimm asked her.

"They do," she said, to be met with snickering, chuckles, and giggles from the small men who sat around the circle. "But really, I thought it would be a different set of dwarves," she complained. "I'm done with these guys."

"Yea, and we're done with you, too!" Grumpy said.

"Speak for yersef!" shouted Happy.

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JACK AND THE BEANSTALK

"I'm afraid the results are not good," the psychologist told Jack's parents. "Your son is definitely cognitively impaired."

"How so?"

"Well, for one, any offer involving magic beans and he takes the damn beans."

"Oh," his mother said. "Father, don't send him out with the cow."

"Oh, yes, the cow. The one that jumped over the moon?"

"Yes," they laughed, "that one."

"You see?"

"Yes. We suspected, but it's good to get a medical opinion."

"Well, I guess we're all finished here," Dr. Grimm assumed. "You can pay at the desk."

Jack and his parents exited the room and went to the check-out desk.

"That'll be a half-spool of golden thread," the receptionist requested.

"Oh," said Jack's father, "I don't know if we have anything that small on us. Would you take half a cow?" The receptionist frowned.

"Can you break a golden egg," Jack asked her.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

For Sunday, August 25, Day 238 of the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge

366 WORDS (without A/N)

Accompaniment photos were AI-generated but the beans were just beans.

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THIS CHALLENGE MARCHES ON, 366 MAGIC BEANS AT A TIME...

There are currently three surviving prolific, royal, Vocal legumes still trading cows in the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge:

• L.C. Schäfer, (Grumpy)

• Rachel Deeming (Happy)

• Gerard DiLeo (Doc)

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