New Hampshire, New Hampshire


Disclaimer: All right you guys, I couldn't sleep the other night so I decided to start writing this story. Keep in mind that I am not a writer nor a comedian, so please don't e-mail me to tell me that my story sucks, cause I already know that. It sucks so bad that it could be the best Suddenly Susan episode. Anyhoo, the characters are not mine, if they were I would've moved the show to Fox or something, they belong to Paul Simms (a.k.a. God), and a bunch of other people who's names I don't know. Well without further ado, here's my story, I hope you enjoy it and any positive comments are welcomed.

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It was another day of work at WNYX for Dave. In the old days he looked forward to waking up every morning to go to the station, but now he felt like there was something missing, now he was just another victim of alienation. In the last 5 years his life had taken a huge U-turn. No one, especially him, thought that he would last a day in New York City, he took the job only because it was a great opportunity to learn more about his job. But now as he sat on his desk staring at his blank computer, he realized that the last 5 years had been the best of his life. Of course anything can be better than living in Wisconsin with his parents and a bunch of friendless pale virgins, but he never thought that he'd get so attached to his work here. Well, he had to admit that since everyone moved to New Hampshire things hadn't been as fun as they used to, and Matthew's presence wasn't helping much either. Ever since the others left, Matthew had been trying to bond with Dave, which was very excruciating.

He looked at the picture of the gang on his coffee mug and he smiled. He missed them a lot, even when they made him wanna take off his clothes and jump off his window every day. Suddenly his new secretary came in unnexpectedly, making him jump and drop coffee on his shirt.

Joanna: "I'm sorry Mr. Nelson"
Dave: "That's ok, Joanna, but please call me Dave."
Joanna: "Yes, Mr. Nelson. I just came in to tell you that your mother called."
Dave: "Thanks, Joanna. Is that all?"
Joanna: "Yes, Mr. Nelson. Excuse me." And she walked out.

4 weeks and she still calls me Mr. Nelson, he thought. Beth would be looking through his things and showing up at his appartment to ask him what numbers he thought were lucky to play her stupid lottery. He opened up his drawer to find something to clean his shirt with. He stopped when he found something he thought he had gotten rid of a long time ago. It was the picture of Lisa she had given him on their 2nd anniversary. He took it out and put it on his desk. As he looked at it, he started thinking about their relationship. Almost 4 years. Everyone thought they wouldn't last 2 hours. He thought about their little fights and the way she would turn him on when she yelled at him. They had some hard times but they would always find themselves on each others' arms afterwards. They knew each other better than they knew themselves. "You misspelled embarassed, you always do." "I kinda had the feeling that you would do that."

They always seemed distant from one another in front of the staff, mainly because they wanted to keep their personal and professional lives separate, which gave everyone a reason to beleive they were just in it for the sex. But he really loved her, and she loved him back. They loved each other more than they cared to admit. He kicked himself a thousand times for breaking up with her, and then a thousand times more for not building up the courage to tell her that he wanted her back. But now it was too late, she was married to an evil hobo and living in another state. He put the picture back on the desk drawer and looked at the picture of Bill he had on his office. "Well, Bill, what do you think?". He just wanted someone to tell him what to do, even thought he already knew what he wanted to do. His new staff were just a bunch of "yes men", and even Matthew had been acting weird lately, weirder than usual. As he stared out the window looking at the city, he came up with a decision.

Meanwhile in New Hampshire, the staff had settled in really well on the new station. They had been having problems finding affordable appartments so they were all living at Mr. James' cabin in the meantime, which made him really happy, as he was usually alone. The weekly newspaper he bought for Lisa didn't do very well so they had to close it, which landed her the job of producer/on air talent at the new station. Four weeks after they had moved they were having dinner at Mr. James.

Max: "So that is when she told me that it wasn't a cow, it was a bull", he laughs hysterically. The rest were clearly bored with his story, maybe some things will never change.
Mr. James: "Yeah. So, I talked to my neighboor today, he thinks he'll be able to find you all cheap places to live but not for a couple of weeks.
Lisa: "Actually, I kinda like it in here."
Beth: "Me, too. My old appartment was so small I could cook dinner, watch Judge Judy on the couch, and clean the bathroom all at the same time."
Mr. James: "Ok that's fine with me, just remember..."
Everyone: "No wandering beyond the West Wing."
Mr. James: "Good."
Lisa: "Well, I'm very tired, I think I'll call it a night."
Max: "Are you going to finish that?"

Lisa throws her food on Max's plate and leaves the room. Everyone does the same and go to bed, and Max stays alone with all the food and a big smile on his face.