Bumble Bee

Bumble Bee

It was just like any other morning, getting ready for work, my usual shower before breakfast. I climb out of my bed to make my way to the bathroom, to my surprise the bathroom was invaded by a gang of bumble bees, I was mystified by it, the window was shut, how they got in I have no clue. The only logical solution to my dilemma was to kill all the invading bumble bees, which I did with the help of my shaving foam, I shot down every single one of them, then I went about my business. What I had not expected to see was yet another bumble bee invasion the following morning, this continued for three mornings in a row. The fourth morning there were no more bumble bee, to my delight, so I pick up my small mirror in the bathroom to shave as I have always done, except this time I feel a small sting on my index finger where I held the mirror. There it was a bumble bee, it had waited for me and stung me, in revenge for the massacre. My name is Stanley Cooper, I am a sales executive and live in the city of New York, I’ve been unlucky in love, work and relationship, but my life changed beyond recognition since being stung by a bumble bee.

Shop assistant – Anything else.

Stanley – Yeah, a small latte please.

Shop assistant – That will be fifteen dollars.

Stanley – Here you go.

Shopper – Mind where you’re going Mr.

Stanley – Shut your mouth.

Stanley waits for his tube, he is making his way to work, he is reading a newspaper, in the background there is a busker singing and playing the guitar.

Stanley – Can you change your tune.

Busker – Yeah, what do you want me to sing.

Stanley – Actually can you stop singing, you’re giving me a headache.

Busker – Hey I’ve got to earn my bread,

Stanley – Well earn it somewhere else.

The tube arrives, Stanley gets on board. Stanley takes a seat; an elderly man is seen standing and struggling to keep balance.

Passenger – Excuse me Sir, here take my seat.

Elderly man – Thank you.

Stanley – What’s that smell, excuse me, have you tried taking a shower.

Elderly man – I’m homeless.

Stanley – You are? what the hell are you doing in a tube at rush hour.

Elderly man – I live on these trains.

Stanley – Christ what is wrong with the world.

The tube reaches its destination, Stanley steps off and makes his way out.

Homeless man – Any spare change sir.

Stanley – Get a Job, people like you are always blocking the exit.

Stanley reaches his workplace, he’s always in trouble with his managers and clients.

Mr Hopkin – Stanley I was looking for you, can you stop what you’re doing and make your way to my office.

Stanley – Sure, I just need to print something.

Mr Hopkin – No Stanley right now.

Stanley – Ok I’m on my way.

Mr Hopkins – Here have a read through this letter.

Stanley reads through the letter, it’s a complaint letter from a client.

Stanley – Sh*t.

Mr Hopkins – That’s right, is it true.

Stanley – Well not exactly.

Mr Hopkins – There are cameras in the building, we can check them.

Stanley – Well he threw the first punch, and he started it.

Mr Hopkin – Look I don’t care if he slept with your wife, you can’t punch anyone while at work, I’m going to have to fire you.

Stanley – I have bills to pay.

Mr Hopkins – You just keep that in mind in your next job, don’t bother asking for reference, we’ll send you your check through the post.

Stanley – You’re a f***ing ass whole.

Mr Hopkins – Get out.

Stanley collects his belonging in his office and leaves the building, a former colleague indicates a heart break with their hand sarcastically. Stanley gives him the middle finger.

Scene change, Stanley drinks a glass of brandy, flicks through the news and smokes a cigarette in his apartment, the phone rings, it’s his girlfriend Lola.

Stanley Cooper – Hello.

Lola – Stan babe, you haven’t been answering your phone.

Stanley – I had no idea you’ve been calling.

Lola – Don’t you check your messages.

Stanley – It’s broken honey, is it important.

Lola – It was Valentine’s Day yesterday, I guess that makes it important doesn’t it.

Stanley – Dam sh*t, I forgot, I’ll make it up to you honey, I was just a little busy.

Lola – Are you drunk.

Stanley – No.

Lola – You know I hate it when you’re drunk, when can I see you.

Stanley – I’m feeling a little unwell right now, I promise I’ll make it up to you.

Lola – Ok babe, love you.

Stanley – I love you to.

Stanley hangs up the phone, the doorbell rings, Stanley answers the intercom.

Stanley – Who is it.

Elly – It’s me Elly.

Stanley – Come in.

Elly is a girl he met at a bar the night before, it was a one-night stand.

Elly – Don’t you tidy up around here, I missed you, did you miss me.

Stanley – I missed you to, you know I was very drunk, it wasn’t anything serious.

Elly – Want to go again, this time we’ll make it more serious.

Stanley – Look I don’t want to hurt your feeling, but it was just a one-night stand.

Elly – Well this is the second night, come on take your clothes off, hey what is wrong with your finger.

Stanley’s finger is blue, a light shade of blue.

Stanley – I have no idea, I just noticed it now, I must have hit something last night.

Elly – I’ve brought extra rubber; this time we can relax.

Stanley – Do you want a glass of brandy.

Elly – Sure.

Elly and Stanley make their way into the bedroom, they spend the afternoon together.

Scene change, Stanley gets a call from his mother, his father isn’t feeling to well, the family have been asked to gather for dinner, a get together. Phone rings, Stanley is still in bed with Elly.

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