Don’t get me started!

A busy supermarket checkout. Beside the conveyor belt someone has dumped an unwanted roll of sticky tape. Adrianna - behind the till – serves an acquaintance, a middle-aged man in shorts who is buying beer and compost.

MAN: Oh don’t get me started! Oh no! I’m not saying a thing. You’d better give me that tape there.

The man clamps his hand over his mouth.

MAN: No, no I’m not saying anything that’s going to get me into trouble.

ADRIANNA: So has your mother met him?

MAN: Oh yes – you know what she calls him don’t you? Clock.

ADRIANNA: Clock?

MAN: She calls him a clock.

ADRIANNA: She calls him a clock?

MAN: Yeah a clock. She says ‘oh him, he’s a clock.’ Don’t tell him I said that!

ADRIANNA: Oh don’t worry I won’t. I’ll have to use the tape!

MAN: Yes you will! Oh and do you know what she wanted this morning? She only wanted to go to Milton Keynes.

ADRIANNA: Milton Keynes? Why did she want to do that?

MAN: Oh she just decided this morning. Rang me up and said she wanted to go to Milton Keynes.

ADRIANNA: Ooh but she’d have to get up early to do that!

MAN: I know! I know! Honestly… So how much is that darling?

The man hands over twenty pounds and then turns to the Woman in the queue behind him.

MAN: Sorry to keep you love. We know each other. We were just talking about my mother-in-law. Oh don’t get me started on my father-in-law. A least they don’t live together.

WOMAN: Oh. So you only get one at a time.

MAN: Yeah. Look I’m going before I get started. Bye Adrianna! Remember the tape!

He leaves. Adrianna waves cheerily until he’s out of sight then her smile falls into a sneer.

ADRIANNA: Sorry ‘bout that. Sometimes I think when people are so quick to judge others I think they should start with themselves do you know what I mean?

WOMAN: Mmm.

ADRIANNA: Me I think you should judge for yourself what the other people are like. Take my husband. He left me after 23 years! My mother-in-law… She died god rest her soul. Me, I’m all alone… I don’t mind though. It’s not so bad.

She gestures in the direction of the departed man.

ADRIANNA:
I think I’m better off without a husband.