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A Humorous Diary Ch- 6 Confusion!!
A Humorous Diary!!
Chapter-6 Confusion!!
Synopsis-
(A Humorous Diary) is a weekly skit written by A Juniors that steps into the life of some crazy people who always find themselves in humorous situations)
Narrator: Whenever Caleb meets someone, he pretends to make that person his best friend. He cares a lot about his friends and tries to talk to them often. One day, Caleb finds a new friend and connects with her so deeply that it leads to some hilarious situations. Let's delve into it.
Scene 1:
(On the bus, Caleb sits, animatedly chatting on the phone, oblivious to the other passengers.)
Caleb: You know, I love you so much that I can talk with you the whole day, because I am really free today, hehe.
(Caller on the other end groans.)
Caleb: Okay, I got it. Sorry, I will now keep my mouth shut and will not share any bad jokes.
(Caller sighs dramatically.)
Caleb: How is your son, Alex? And I have heard about your new baby, Michael. How is he?
(Caller sounds exasperated.)
Caleb: Ohh, your new baby! Wow! You are so fertile! Congratulations!
(Caller hangs up abruptly.)
Caleb: (To himself, confused) Okay, sweetheart, let's talk later. Okay, bye.
(He stares at the phone, bewildered.)
Caleb: No, you first, then me. (He shakes his head, still puzzled.)
Scene 2:
(The bus screeches to a halt, throwing Caleb forward.)
Caleb: Ouch! Oh my god! Wh-what was that? A speedbreaker?
Stranger: (Sitting nearby, deadpan) Yes, a human speed breaker.
Caleb: (Eyes widening) A human speed breaker?
Stranger: Yes, he does that regularly. He just stands between a bus and suddenly the bus stops like this.
Caleb: (Confused) Crazy! Why does he do that?
Stranger: His wife fights with him as he does nothing. One day, she said to go out and do something, so he started doing that.
Caleb: (Staring blankly) Ahh, okay, okay!
(He rubs his head, still processing this bizarre information.)
Scene 3:
(Caleb finally regains his balance and sits back down.)
Caleb: Ohh, the phone call ended.
Stranger: (With a dry chuckle) Congratulations!
Scene 4:
(The bus stops again. A man boards, locks the door behind him, and sits in the front.)
(The bus moves on, then stops at another stop. A crowd gathers outside, but no one opens the door.)
Caleb: (To the man, who's engrossed in another phone call) Hey, sir! You are close to the door. Can you please open it?
Man: (Without looking up) I didn't close the door!
Caleb: (To himself, incredulous) So stupid! I am asking him to open the door, and he is replying to me, "I didn't close the door." Wow!
(He throws his hands up in exasperation.)
Scene 5:
(Caleb, frustrated, gets up and opens the door himself. The crowd surges forward, knocking him off his feet.)
Caleb: (Groaning) Ohh my god! What's going on today! Will you guys just stop breaking my bones, please!
(He groans and picks himself up, dusting himself off.)
Scene 6:
(Everyone settles down. A beautiful woman sits beside Caleb. Caleb's eyes widen. He dreams of making her his friend. He gets nervous, but he musters his courage.)
(Silence reigns.)
Caleb: H-h-hello!
Girl: Hi!
(More silence. Caleb clears his throat.)
Caleb: How are you?
Girl: Fine.
Caleb: Ohh, okay.
(Another awkward pause.)
Caleb: What do you do for living?
Girl: I am a doctor. How about you?
Caleb: Ohh, wow, doctor. Well, I have a large business of shipping from one place to another. I look for mostly highly luxurious products which I take from one point to another. It's really a hard thing to do, but I somehow manage it.
Girl: Ohh, okay. You are a transporter!
Caleb: (Capping his mouth) No, not transporter. You can say plyer! Ahh, I mean supplier!
Girl: Wow, I like that. Really great! I like to do that, shipping one thing from another!
Caleb: (Grinning) Great, I can ship you from one place to another too. Hahahaha.
(Everyone stares at him, mouths agape. Caleb quickly realizes his faux pas.)
Caleb: Sorry!
Girl: (Chuckling) Once I ordered a TV from a store, and their transportation was not good. My TV was broken, and I sued the transportation company for that.
Caleb: Ohh, unprofessional people. Our company looks after the product carefully. I even travel with the product on the lorry!
Girl: Wow, you are a boss, but still, you work like a laborer!
Caleb: (Laughing, thinking) She destroyed me in a few seconds!
Girl: I really like your way of talking. Well, I am Sandra.
Caleb: Ohh, wow, such a lovely name. I am Caleb!
Girl: Nice to meet you, Caleb!
Caleb: Same here.
(Caleb, emboldened, takes a deep breath.)
Caleb: Hey, Sandra, can we be friends?
Sandra: Sure, Caleb.
Caleb: Wooahhh! Can we have some coffee?
Sandra: Not today, Caleb. Next time!
Caleb: How will we be able to meet with each other next time?
Sandra: Take my card.
Caleb: Wow, great, thank you. I have a card too. If you ever need to ship something, then call me.
Sandra: Okay, cool.
(Sandra's phone rings.)
Sandra: Hello, honey. I am on the bus, just reaching my clinic. I found someone named Caleb who is a transporter!
Caleb: (Panicked) No, not transporter. Shipping man.
Sandra: Okay, a man!
Caleb: Not only man. A shipping man!
Sandra: Okay, alright, a shipping man! Yah, okay, I got it. Just coming!
(She hangs up.)
Sandra: Okay, Caleb, I reached my destination. I have to go. Okay, nice to meet you. Bye!
Caleb: Bye, Sandra.
(He watches her get off the bus, completely smitten.)
Scene 7:
(Caleb is lost in thought when a large woman boards the bus and, with a loud thud, falls right on top of him.)
Caleb: Ahhhhh! Ohh, goddd! Save mee!
Scene 8:
(Caleb stumbles off the bus, feeling bruised and bewildered. He walks slowly, muttering to himself and occasionally tripping over his own feet. He finally reaches Sandra's clinic.)
Caleb: (To the receptionist) Hello, good morning.
Receptionist: Hello, sir, good morning. How may I help you?
(Caleb notices a framed picture on the wall with the words "Kiss me!" written on it.)
Caleb: (Pointing at the picture, confused) Kiss me!
Receptionist: (Furious) What! How dare you talk to me like this!
Caleb: (Flustered) Ayy, ayy, cool girl, just be quiet. I was looking at the picture frame where it's written "Kiss me!" Why will I ask you that? I mean, look at it to yourself first, then think.
Receptionist: That's why I said that. Ever looked at yourself? People like you can only say that.
Caleb: What do you mean by that? Don't you know who I am?
Receptionist: Butcher man!
Caleb: No, I am not asking about your father. I am asking about me. I own a big business of shipping things from one destination to another.
Receptionist: Okay, a transporter!
Caleb: Yah, I get it. My name is listed with many big people!
Receptionist: With big people or people having big ***!
Caleb: (Enraged) You are now crossing your limits!
Receptionist: So what are the maximum limits?
Caleb: I don't have that much time to talk with you. Just tell me where is the doctor!
Receptionist: She is inside.
Caleb: Okay, receptionist!
Receptionist: Okay, transporter!
(She snickers as Caleb storms into the clinic.)
Scene 9:
(Caleb searches for Sandra. A young man approaches him.)
Young man: Yes, how may I help you?
Caleb: I need the doctor!
Young man: Okay, I am Doctor Tractor!
Caleb: (Taken aback) Tractor!? You are in the wrong field!
Tractor: (Smiling) It's my last name!
Caleb: (Confused) Okay.
Tractor: So how may I help...
Chapter-6 Confusion!!
Synopsis-
(A Humorous Diary) is a weekly skit written by A Juniors that steps into the life of some crazy people who always find themselves in humorous situations)
Narrator: Whenever Caleb meets someone, he pretends to make that person his best friend. He cares a lot about his friends and tries to talk to them often. One day, Caleb finds a new friend and connects with her so deeply that it leads to some hilarious situations. Let's delve into it.
Scene 1:
(On the bus, Caleb sits, animatedly chatting on the phone, oblivious to the other passengers.)
Caleb: You know, I love you so much that I can talk with you the whole day, because I am really free today, hehe.
(Caller on the other end groans.)
Caleb: Okay, I got it. Sorry, I will now keep my mouth shut and will not share any bad jokes.
(Caller sighs dramatically.)
Caleb: How is your son, Alex? And I have heard about your new baby, Michael. How is he?
(Caller sounds exasperated.)
Caleb: Ohh, your new baby! Wow! You are so fertile! Congratulations!
(Caller hangs up abruptly.)
Caleb: (To himself, confused) Okay, sweetheart, let's talk later. Okay, bye.
(He stares at the phone, bewildered.)
Caleb: No, you first, then me. (He shakes his head, still puzzled.)
Scene 2:
(The bus screeches to a halt, throwing Caleb forward.)
Caleb: Ouch! Oh my god! Wh-what was that? A speedbreaker?
Stranger: (Sitting nearby, deadpan) Yes, a human speed breaker.
Caleb: (Eyes widening) A human speed breaker?
Stranger: Yes, he does that regularly. He just stands between a bus and suddenly the bus stops like this.
Caleb: (Confused) Crazy! Why does he do that?
Stranger: His wife fights with him as he does nothing. One day, she said to go out and do something, so he started doing that.
Caleb: (Staring blankly) Ahh, okay, okay!
(He rubs his head, still processing this bizarre information.)
Scene 3:
(Caleb finally regains his balance and sits back down.)
Caleb: Ohh, the phone call ended.
Stranger: (With a dry chuckle) Congratulations!
Scene 4:
(The bus stops again. A man boards, locks the door behind him, and sits in the front.)
(The bus moves on, then stops at another stop. A crowd gathers outside, but no one opens the door.)
Caleb: (To the man, who's engrossed in another phone call) Hey, sir! You are close to the door. Can you please open it?
Man: (Without looking up) I didn't close the door!
Caleb: (To himself, incredulous) So stupid! I am asking him to open the door, and he is replying to me, "I didn't close the door." Wow!
(He throws his hands up in exasperation.)
Scene 5:
(Caleb, frustrated, gets up and opens the door himself. The crowd surges forward, knocking him off his feet.)
Caleb: (Groaning) Ohh my god! What's going on today! Will you guys just stop breaking my bones, please!
(He groans and picks himself up, dusting himself off.)
Scene 6:
(Everyone settles down. A beautiful woman sits beside Caleb. Caleb's eyes widen. He dreams of making her his friend. He gets nervous, but he musters his courage.)
(Silence reigns.)
Caleb: H-h-hello!
Girl: Hi!
(More silence. Caleb clears his throat.)
Caleb: How are you?
Girl: Fine.
Caleb: Ohh, okay.
(Another awkward pause.)
Caleb: What do you do for living?
Girl: I am a doctor. How about you?
Caleb: Ohh, wow, doctor. Well, I have a large business of shipping from one place to another. I look for mostly highly luxurious products which I take from one point to another. It's really a hard thing to do, but I somehow manage it.
Girl: Ohh, okay. You are a transporter!
Caleb: (Capping his mouth) No, not transporter. You can say plyer! Ahh, I mean supplier!
Girl: Wow, I like that. Really great! I like to do that, shipping one thing from another!
Caleb: (Grinning) Great, I can ship you from one place to another too. Hahahaha.
(Everyone stares at him, mouths agape. Caleb quickly realizes his faux pas.)
Caleb: Sorry!
Girl: (Chuckling) Once I ordered a TV from a store, and their transportation was not good. My TV was broken, and I sued the transportation company for that.
Caleb: Ohh, unprofessional people. Our company looks after the product carefully. I even travel with the product on the lorry!
Girl: Wow, you are a boss, but still, you work like a laborer!
Caleb: (Laughing, thinking) She destroyed me in a few seconds!
Girl: I really like your way of talking. Well, I am Sandra.
Caleb: Ohh, wow, such a lovely name. I am Caleb!
Girl: Nice to meet you, Caleb!
Caleb: Same here.
(Caleb, emboldened, takes a deep breath.)
Caleb: Hey, Sandra, can we be friends?
Sandra: Sure, Caleb.
Caleb: Wooahhh! Can we have some coffee?
Sandra: Not today, Caleb. Next time!
Caleb: How will we be able to meet with each other next time?
Sandra: Take my card.
Caleb: Wow, great, thank you. I have a card too. If you ever need to ship something, then call me.
Sandra: Okay, cool.
(Sandra's phone rings.)
Sandra: Hello, honey. I am on the bus, just reaching my clinic. I found someone named Caleb who is a transporter!
Caleb: (Panicked) No, not transporter. Shipping man.
Sandra: Okay, a man!
Caleb: Not only man. A shipping man!
Sandra: Okay, alright, a shipping man! Yah, okay, I got it. Just coming!
(She hangs up.)
Sandra: Okay, Caleb, I reached my destination. I have to go. Okay, nice to meet you. Bye!
Caleb: Bye, Sandra.
(He watches her get off the bus, completely smitten.)
Scene 7:
(Caleb is lost in thought when a large woman boards the bus and, with a loud thud, falls right on top of him.)
Caleb: Ahhhhh! Ohh, goddd! Save mee!
Scene 8:
(Caleb stumbles off the bus, feeling bruised and bewildered. He walks slowly, muttering to himself and occasionally tripping over his own feet. He finally reaches Sandra's clinic.)
Caleb: (To the receptionist) Hello, good morning.
Receptionist: Hello, sir, good morning. How may I help you?
(Caleb notices a framed picture on the wall with the words "Kiss me!" written on it.)
Caleb: (Pointing at the picture, confused) Kiss me!
Receptionist: (Furious) What! How dare you talk to me like this!
Caleb: (Flustered) Ayy, ayy, cool girl, just be quiet. I was looking at the picture frame where it's written "Kiss me!" Why will I ask you that? I mean, look at it to yourself first, then think.
Receptionist: That's why I said that. Ever looked at yourself? People like you can only say that.
Caleb: What do you mean by that? Don't you know who I am?
Receptionist: Butcher man!
Caleb: No, I am not asking about your father. I am asking about me. I own a big business of shipping things from one destination to another.
Receptionist: Okay, a transporter!
Caleb: Yah, I get it. My name is listed with many big people!
Receptionist: With big people or people having big ***!
Caleb: (Enraged) You are now crossing your limits!
Receptionist: So what are the maximum limits?
Caleb: I don't have that much time to talk with you. Just tell me where is the doctor!
Receptionist: She is inside.
Caleb: Okay, receptionist!
Receptionist: Okay, transporter!
(She snickers as Caleb storms into the clinic.)
Scene 9:
(Caleb searches for Sandra. A young man approaches him.)
Young man: Yes, how may I help you?
Caleb: I need the doctor!
Young man: Okay, I am Doctor Tractor!
Caleb: (Taken aback) Tractor!? You are in the wrong field!
Tractor: (Smiling) It's my last name!
Caleb: (Confused) Okay.
Tractor: So how may I help...
