PlayName: Painful Death of Sue Ellen Fitch, The
Rating: Contains adult content
Copyright Status: Copyrighted
Age Range: 30s - Early, 30s - Late
Dialects: Standard American
AuthorName: Thorin Alexander
I met someone. I was at the gym. I saw this woman...View Full Monologue Text
I met someone. I was at the gym. I saw this woman. She was standing by the water fountain. We started talking and it was going really good, you know? I mean, there wasn't that weird awkward thing that happens sometimes when I talk to new people. I was calm. The conversation flowed. She asked for my phone number. That was five days ago. Claire hasn't called. That's her name. I know. I know. But, if she was really interested, don't you think she would have called. I mean, I don't know what to do. I saw her at the gym last night. I smiled at her and she pretended like she didn't see me. I was standing right there. What am I, fucking invisible I mean, if she wasn't interested, why did she give me her number? All she would have to do is say, "Hey, I'm not interested." But she asked for my number. I didn't ask. SHE asked. And then not to call... I just wanted her to be a human being, you know? I mean, you ask for somebody's number, it's assumed that you plan to use it. She was pretty. We talked. We connected. Why couldn't she at least call? I just want to meet someone. I just want to meet someone who I can take care of. Talk to. Someone who will take care of me. Does that make sense?
Scott tells his psychiatrist about the woman he met at the gym and expresses his dismay that she hasn't called him yet.