China clowns

Based on an almost true story: " Hi. My name is John. I'm 50 years old and this is my first time here, in this therapy group. Well, when I married 25 years ago, I never imagined things would get so bad. I'm not speaking about my job, nor about my wife's chocolate cake, which is terrible, just for the record, nor about my kids who refused to to their Philosophy homework because they go against their Socialist ideas. No. What happened was that when I agreed to marry my present wife, I simply ignored those 18 giant pasteboard boxes that she brought home. The word "FRAGILE" written on them also in giant words didn't catch my attention at all, and those were the boxes that would change my life forever. Crystal glasses! I thought. ..it's always good to have glasses, and if they're crystal. Lucky me! Dead bodies?! Why not? At least I would have some fun...for a while. No. ORNAMENTS. My wife is a compulsive ornament collector, and I am the one who is here. Name the collection, she owns it. "The one hundred and one plates of the royal family", she bought them. "The seventy seven Russian dolls", she bought them. "The eighty eight handamade China clowns", well there's one to complete that collection, oh Thank You Lord! And she even has the nerve to say:" Honey, the kids love my collections!!" Yeah right! And I say to her: " Honey, "the kids" are seventeen, they're probably communists, so they must just love China clowns. And my friends, do you know who cleans the dust off those collections?That would be me. I'm the man who spends all his Sunday mornings cleaning the dust off those China clowns and whathever!!!.... Why on Earth didn't I pay attention to those 18 boxes when I had the time? Because if I had...if I had, they would have probably have...accidently fallen out of our window. Thank you all for listening. I feel much better now." Monolgue by LG