Mel Melvin was at his desk in the newsroom
of the Monotony Falls Jejune-Gazette, talking on the phone with his wife Melva,
who was at police headquarters, where she worked as a dispatcher.
“Nothing much,” he said. “Just waiting for
some news to break, which probably won’t happen. How ’bout you?”
“Oh, you know, today is the same as
yesterday, and tomorrow won’t be any different, nor will the next day, for that
matter,” she said.
“Look, I just called to tell you I’ll be home
at the regular time.”
“I hate to break this to you, but you’re
supposed to call when you are going to be late, not when you’ll be home on
time.”
“But I’m never late,” he said.
“That’s because you’re a reporter for the
paper in a town where nothing happens,” Melva said.
“Yeah, even police dispatcher is a
low-stress job in Monotony Falls.”
“True, I haven’t dispatched anyone in over a
week.”
“Uh, oh,” Mel said. “Ed the ed is giving me
the eye. I better try to look busy.”
Ed Edwards, editor of Jejune-Gazette,
approached Mel’s desk.
“Got a story for me, Ace?” Ed asked.
“Nope.”
“What do you mean, nope?”
“I mean nope, no, N-O, not today.”
“But I need a story,” Ed said.
“So do I. It isn’t easy being a newshound in
a town without news.”
“You’re the reporter,” Ed said. “If you
don’t report something by deadline, there won’t be a single local story in
tomorrow’s paper.”
“So?” Mel asked.
“So, I’ll get fired if there isn’t at least
one.”
“Well, if you get fired, I can write that
story for Thursday’s paper.” Mel said. “Come on, Ed, take one for the team.”
“If you don’t have a story for me in
forty-five minutes you won’t be around when I get fired,” Ed said. “Now start
writing.”
“But there is nothing going on in this
town.”
“Make some phone calls.”
“I was just talking to Melva. She said the
cops are more bored than we are. Face it, Ed, this isn’t a slow-news day, it’s
a no-news day in a no-news town.”
“Well, there better be some news by
deadline, or this paper is going to be down one reporter. Understand?”
Mel made calls to three of his better
contacts, but when asked for news they snickered and said, “In this burg?
You’re kidding, right?” Then he was down to a half hour. He cracked his
knuckles and started to type, slowly at first and then a little less slowly.
Five minutes before deadline, Mel yelled, “My story is in.”
“What’s it slugged?” Ed asked.
“Does it matter? It’s the only story in the
local queue.”
“Oh, yeah,” Ed said as he turned to his computer
and called up Mel’s story:
The people of
Monotony Falls won’t be surprised by the announcement scheduled to be made this
afternoon in Minot, N.D. They will, however, be delighted to know that the rest
of the country now knows and appreciates what Monotonians have known for years.
The Society of the Wearisome, Humdrum and
Tedious (SO WHAT) will wrap up its convention in Minot by announcing this
year’s Most Boring rankings. According to several SO WHAT officials, Monotony
Falls will be named the nation’s most boring city.
“Your fair city – and I’m using fair in the
so-so sense here – has been close so many times,” SO WHAT spokesman Bob N.
Weaver said. “It’s nice to see Monotony Falls finally reach the top spot, if
that’s the right term.”
Weaver said SO WHAT has been conducting the
annual boring rankings since 1992, and Monotony Falls has placed among the top
five cities every year. But never until this year has the Monotony Falls taken
top honors. To win, Monotony Falls knocked off three-time defending champion
Boredman, Ohio.
“Boredman’s bad luck was your good fortune,”
Weaver said. “They looked to have a lock on a fourth straight title. But two
days before the end of the ranking period, the Boredman Fire Department was
called out to rescue a cat that had scampered up a tree.”
According to Weaver, two people watched as
the firemen rescued the cat, and one of the firemen sprained an ankle during
the rescue.
“That was just too much excitement,” Weaver
said. “You folks were so close all year, and then Boredman had that cat
incident. Nothing anywhere near that exciting happened in Monotony Falls, so
you guys surged into the lead with just seconds remaining, so to speak.”
“Hey, this story doesn’t suck, Mel. But what
if people start asking questions and wondering about the award presentation?”
Ed asked.
“Not a problem,” Mel said. “If that
happens, I’ll write another story. One about the award being withdrawn because
it stirred up too much excitement. You can’t be the most boring town in the
country if everyone is excited and clamoring to see the boring award ceremony.”
“Well, if you’re sure, we’ll run with it.”
Then Mel went home, where he eventually fell
asleep watching television.
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