Catching Language

Evelyn works primarily on the third floor that has grey walls and she runs the necessary items up to her boss.

She picks the perfectly manicured laundry and strolls to the elevator. When she arrives at the fifth floor, she is greeted with bright orange walls. She presses the bell on the white empty desk.

A voice from the back shouts “Darling, I don’t know why you always have to ring. Just come back here.”

Evelyn walks back and shrugs her shoulders while saying “I enjoy it.”

Mrs. Stanford leans her cat eyed glasses downward. “Please pick the promotional posters, my laundry which contains the dress I am wearing to the award ceremony, and my dinner.” She hands Evelyn a list of places to go.

In the elevator she pushes the garage button, the doors open to show her rolling green hills. There is a little man in green saying she needs to catch the idioms. She looks at him and says “idiots?” He shakes his head and shouts “idioms.” “Oh, ok.” She pauses and looks blankly. “Which ones?” He throws his hands up in the air.

She walks over to the house he went into and knocks on the door. A woman answers with “what do you want?” I was looking for possibly your husband. “I don’t have time for this. I have an elephant sized problem at the moment.” Evelyn mindlessly follows the woman into the room only to find an elephant looking a bit uncomfortable in the living room. She opens her pocket and pulls out a packet of trail mix. The elephant smells it and turns towards her. After scanning the room, she walks towards the large doors that probably helped the elephant get inside.

When the elephant is roaming outdoors happily with the peanuts, Evelyn asks “what is next?” The woman says “I don’t know but I think time’s a wastin’.” Evelyn says I think Tim is allowed to waste time as he is the CEO and everyone needs a break.” “No time’s a wastin’.” “Yeah I know Tim has lost a lot of weight around his waist but I don’t think that's a big problem.” “Geez Louise girl, I would think you would get your ears checked. TIME’S A WASTIN.’” Evelyn gasps and realizes she is looking for a timepiece that is doing something stupid or is wastin’ away. “Thank you mama.”

She is realizing she doesn’t have time for these antics and it would be wise to hurry up and get back to her job. In searching for the timepiece, she finds a clock tower that resembles Big Ben in architecture, yet it's smaller in stature and sinking into quicksand. “Oh thank heavens, are you a young lass about to raise the clock from the sands of time.” Evelyn looks at him with an eyeroll and throws a rope over the clock, tightens it, and lifts it out of the sand without a single wasted minute. She looks over at him and says “Now what?”

“Well if you haven’t noticed, life just got a bit more literal. I am wondering if you have gone off the rails.” She looks at him and thinks “yeah sure, I am bored out of my mind. I am doing the most basic tasks for a basic paycheck. It is likely I have gone off the rails.” He looks into her eyes. “Maybe it’s time for a new track?” She looks at him and he turns her attention to a record player. There is a box of records nearby and she picks up a record and puts it on the first track.

The song plays a sleepy sweet track about dreaming. She hears a ring and finds herself asleep at the bottom of the elevator. She gets up and pushes the button to the fifth floor. Her boss comes up and says “what took you so long?” “I guess I didn’t press my nose to the grindstone hard enough. I promise I won’t be wasting any Tim in the future.”