200 word story

Confrontation

By Dan Crisler

            Tuesday morning, 8:50 A.M. Alarm rings.

            “Too early to get up,” I thought. “Have to anyway. Got class.”

            I trudge out of bed, grabbed shower accessories, and headed for the shower stalls. When I get there, I see my favorite shower in the back is open. There is only one other person among the other shower stalls.

            “Good,” I thought. “A nice, peaceful shower.”

            Not for long. A couple of minutes after I step in, three other guys walk in. One of them starts singing at the top of his lungs. Complete douchebag behavior. Normally, I’m not confrontational; but damn it, it’s 8:55 A.M., and I’m too annoyed to let this idly pass by.

            “Could you be quiet?” I asked in a somewhat forceful manner.

            “What?” responded the singing guy.

            “Could you be quiet?” I repeated. “Or at least sing at a lower volume.”

            “How about you stop yelling at me?” he retorted.

            At this point, I’m mad enough that my adrenaline starts flowing. With an even more annoyed tone, I responded, “Well, God, you’re being loud.”

            After this, he backed off. His friends didn’t really come to his defense. They continued talking somewhat loudly. At least they were not singing.

            “Whatever,” I thought. I had won.