Brandy's Postcard Stories (postcardbrandy) wrote,
Brandy's Postcard Stories

A Discontent

Just in case you might not gather that it was a mug meant for coffee, the word "coffee" was painted all over it--in big letters, messy letters, uptight letters, black, red, yellow and orange--with tufts of steam floating among words. Dennis despised how the mug's designer assumed the stupidity of the consumer. He pushed his mug off to the side of the table in disgust. The coffee slopped over onto the table and floor. He didn't want coffee anymore. Instead, he wanted tea, Lipton, in a bag, in the coffee mug. Resist and subvert.

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