Stories From The Head

Proud Memmemmettemennette Memmemmettemennette hated his parents for the way he’d been brought up. He hated his childhood home. He loathed the cozy vacations, he couldn’t stand thinking about the Saturdays-at-home-with-the-family. In short; he hated everything his parents stood for and everything they’d done. Everything except one thing: His name! Someone who’d come up with the name Memmemmettemennette couldn’t be all bad. His sisters, Rutt and Kristim, had always treated Memmemmettemennette cruelly, but in his heart, he knew that they envied him his name. It was truly a great name! Up there with Kasintrompetix, Lubrikator-Kez, Mintfabripp, Føjjh, Makatahampatabattapa, Zvinegull, Oodd, Flirehuum, Pin-Pan-Ponkontroll and Qom. You might thing that a name like Memmemmettemennette made things difficult for a young man. YOU ARE MISTAKEN! It was, in fact, a blessing in disguise (fake nose and zany hat, to be exact), because Memmemmettemennette got into all sorts of goofy situations because of his name. When he was at the doctor and the nurse would call him, struggling with the name, Memmemmettemennette wouldn’t budge until she got it right, even if he was the only patient in the waiting room. When he had to give his name to government officials, prison-guards, lumberjacks etc, he would say it so fast that he’d have to repeat it hundreds of times before they got it right. Memmemmettemennette would force his friends to pronounce his name really fast, dishing out severe punishments if they failed. His name was his pride and joy. Until one day.  Was fishing in a local creek when he started talking to another fisherman, who introduced himself as Sivert – the other fisherman. Memmemmettemennette told Sivert – the other fisherman his name, but the reaction was not the one he expected: “Oh, is that so?” Sivert – the other fisherman replied. “ I knew a Memmemmettemennette once. Feisty fellow!” Memmemmettemennette couldn’t believe his ears. “You…you don’t understand” he stuttered. “I am the only Memmemmettemennette in the universe!” Sivert – the other fisherman let out a sigh. “You sure ain’t, young fellow”, he replied. “You sure ain’t”. Memmemmettemennette was devastated. He threw his fishing rod into the creek (inadvertently saving the life of Onon the fish who was considering biting onto Memmemmettemennette’s hook), and left town forever. Rutt and Kristim immediately shed their Sivert – the other fisherman-costume and embraced each other in a wave of happiness and victory. Then they carried on fishing. Forever...

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