Excuse me, excuse me.

Excuse me, excuse me. Can I use the ketchup? My bottle is empty.
Thank you.
(put on lots of ketchup)
My Dad won’t buy ketchup. Waste of money, he usta say, waste of money.
He believed waste not, want not. He loved a bargain.
My Dad is… gone. He passed away. No, don’t be sorry for me.
(drop ketchup while handing it back to the person)
I’m sorry. I’m such a clumsy person. My Dad usta say I was the clumsiest person he knew.
I’m so clumsy, I’ve broke bones three times. Honestly. Once I was climbing the ladder, I was trying to get on the roof of the house to see over the neighbor’s fence, when I fell and broke my arm.
One time, I don’t remember this, I was kinda young, I wasn’t paying attention and I was too close to the car when Dad shut the door and my fingers were accidentally slammed in the door. See, my fingers only bend so far.
The third time, boy is this clumsy, but I fell down the basement steps. Broke my ankle. Had to wear a cast all summer.
Then was the time I was climbing the ladder into my tree house when… Oh, I already told you the story about how I broke my arm.
So clumsy… that’s how I got this black eye. I ran into… I mean I fell down…
My Dad never took me to restaurants. He’d stop at the bar on his way home from work, but I never… Dad usta say, "it’s cost six times as much for someone else to cook your food.
My Dad was a great man. I loved him. He usta…
(notices a spot on his clothes, tries to wipe it off)
Hey, do you know how to get blood out of clothes? No, no, I’m fine. It’s not my blood. I’m fine. Never better.
Today, just hasn’t been my day. I was trying to get dinner done before Dad got home from the bar tonight and I dropped an entire pan of Mac and Cheese on the floor, just as Dad walked in the door.
(Pick up knife and stare into the reflection)
He gets so angry when he gets drunk. I mean he usta get angry when…
I didn’t know a knife would slide in so quickly, so deeply…
(Begin to shake, drop the knife, quickly)
I’m sorry I talked your ear off… I forgot an appointment with…
Do you think a $20 will cover this…
Gotta go. Bye.

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