I approached the director from behind, apprehensively. I had ruined his play, injured one actor, and sent the crowd screaming from the theatre and the flames.
He sensed my approach and turned, his face a melting wax figure of tears and rage. “Son, he said, hands shaking, “that’s strike two.”
Jamie Murphy works for the Toronto Public Library.
Very amusing and begs the question of what he’d have to do to get three strikes against him. Vividly told!