Grand Entrance

NEISHA:  You know, it’s in the middle of the night and you don’t even come creeping in here, trying to be quiet.  You walk in here like you’re making your grand entrance to some club party.  Well, I have news for you Jeff, there is no DJ spinning, people ass thumping, drinks getting spilled and God knows what else you’re into these days.  This is my home!

There are children sleeping upstairs that have to wake up for school at a quarter to seven in the morning and you woke all of them up!

Jeff, this is the last time I’m telling you this and I’m not gonna get excited.  I will tell you calmly, “If you don’t respect this world, then get out.” Capiche?  Comprendo?  Am I getting through to you now?

If I find vomit on the floor it will be the last bodily function you ever emit.

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Joseph Arnone

Joseph Arnone is a filmmaker and founder of Monologue Blogger.

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