Writing 101, Day Eight: Death to Adverbs
Go to a public location and make a detailed report of what you see. The twist of the day? Write the post without adverbs.
Right away, we noticed the long waiting line outside of the women’s restroom.
“Do we want to wait in line?” my sister Y asked.
“Do we have any choice?” I asked.
“It will go fast, I am sure,” my sister K said.
We stood at the end of line. Soon more women joined us. Someone was calling K’s name. Three of us turned around; it was K’s friend Tammy.
K tried to stay in line while talking to Tammy. Tammy talked and talked; the line kept moving forward. K gave up, decided to step aside to finish their conversation.
A moment later we moved inside of the restroom. I looked back and found K stood at the end of the line.
“You can come back here,” I said without thinking.
“Wait in line! Go back!” An angry woman, who was behind us, shouted.
“She was here before. She was talking to her friend and now she is back.” Wearing a smile on my face, I tried to explain the situation to that angry woman.
“Doesn’t matter! Go back!”
I could tell that K was embarrassed. She started moving back. Seeing she was willing to go back, I felt somewhat relieved. I knew I shouldn’t ask K to come, but I didn’t like how rude that woman was.
“You don’t have to go,” Y said, “Just don’t look at her.”
Y is our Kung-Fu kid. If the woman wanted to start a fight, I was certain Y could take care of her. Still, I took a quick look at the woman just to be sure. Yes, it will be a piece of cake for Y, I concluded.
I grabbed K’s arm. “Stay,” I said. I had never fought with anyone in my life; I had no idea what I was supposed to do. But, again, we had a kung-Fu kid in our team. I had confidence in Y. To make K feel more comfortable, we moved K to the front, away from that woman.
The woman continued saying something. We ignored her.
A minute later, when we got out of the restroom, I said to Y, “Good thing we have you here. I was scared.”
Y turned toward me. Keeping her eyes locked with mine, she said, “Me, too.”
K pointed her finger at us. “I will never listen to you two again!” she said.