The last thing I remember was the close up of patient’s eye. Everything was copacetic right up until the surgical instrument extracted the metal filing. My blood galloped to meet the floor and my body, the traitor, was helpless but to follow.
I was reawakened as classmates struggled to upright me. “Are you okay? You don’t look so good.”
“No, I’m fine. Eye injuries just make me squeamish.” The momentary humiliation stung.
“Mr. Dyck. You’re excused for today. Tomorrow, we start the real course material.”
How could I protest after being unceremoniously unseated on my first day?
I had been warned about the gory nature of the shop’s safety film and its aim to scare safety mindfulness into freshmen. Putting forth my bravest face, I had grossly overestimated my ability to muster mind over matter.
I stumbled woozily onto the bus while fumbling to produce my monthly pass. Defeated, I slumped into the seat and burrowed my head into my jacket. My eyes stared blankly at the pedantic transit advertisements.
The transit meandered its way to my home with ceaseless stops and starts.
The girl seated in front of me looked around with a gaze that differed than most. When had she gotten on the bus? The Camwest Center?
With the most devilish grin from ear-to-ear, the girl turned to face me.
She clasped something in her left hand. A similar substance was on her cheek. At first glance, I guessed chocolate. The whiff that followed clarified otherwise. It was a defecating matter!
My stomach contents ejected upward while my hand grasped desperately for the next stop rope.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
With breakfast in my mouth, I rushed the rear door. The ride stopped. I exited, expelled, exhaled, and embraced fresh air. Sweet fresh air!
My composure was nearly regained as the next bus arrived. Once boarded, seated, and mildly relieved, I couldn’t help but notice the constant trickle of passengers from the earlier bus, all being picked up along the way.
The above is my response to Trifecta: Week Seventy-Eight where this week’s word is pedantic (adjective)
1 : of, relating to, or being a pedant(see pedant)
2 : narrowly, stodgily, and often ostentatiously learned
3 : unimaginative, pedestrian
The challenge requires my response to be between 33 and 333 words. The word must be used once in its third definition.
My response’s story idea stems from a real-life situations experienced by my roommate on either his first or second day at SAIT (over 20 years ago). Good or bad, it was the first thing that sprung to mind when I looked up pedantic.