Idle Tom: Grumpy
Idle Tom the Publisher calls. A little grumpier than usual? Perhaps.
But what could have occurred to rock the Chalmers’ boat? Only the previous day, he’d been so loved up, so chatty, so, so accommodating and cheery!
"Bill!" he said.
"Yes Mr Chalmers, good morning."
"You’ve been writing about Susan on your blog! You’ve been writing about the present that I’m going to buy for her birthday."
"True. Very true. You to tend to feature rather a lot in my blog, but -"
"The whole blog is about me!"
"But that’s because you’re not just a mushroom, you’re a -"
"Mushroom? What are you wittering on about?"
"You’re a Fun Guy! Hahaha!"
"Anyway - could you cut out all this stuff about Susan. She’s been reading your blog -"
"Surely you just did what you always do, and told her that I’m prone to exaggeration."
"That’s exactly what I told her! But she didn’t believe me!"
"Saw right through you, eh? Perceptive woman."
"Look, I don’t want you writing any more stuff about Susan! It’s not helpful. Please?"
"Okay. Tell you what - I’ll only write the good stuff. The stuff that makes you sound really cool."
"Cool?"
"Good! I knew we’d be able to dream up some palatable compromise."