When ‘done’ isn’t done, and everyone’s definition is slightly more ridiculous than the last.
In Yolotown, the animals shuffled around a bench.
“I was just wondering how things are going,” said the lazy cat.
“Did you finish the Emotionally Intelligent Alarm Clock, parrot?”
“Ah, well,” said the parrot. “I did it. So it’s done. But there are just a few things I need to tidy up before it’s ready. Like, right now… it doesn’t cry if you snooze it.”
The cat blinked. “So… it’s done, but you are still doing it?”
“It’s done, but not done done,” said the parrot.
“Ah. Got it,” said the cat.
The cat turned to the rooster. “How’s the fusion-powered cheese grater going?”
“It’s awesome,” said the rooster. “I built it, gave it to them. Then they switched it on and it immediately broke. I just need to help them use it properly.”
“So… it’s done, but not done done?”
“NO!” said the rooster. “I did it. It’s done. I gave it to them, so it’s done done. I just need to fix it.”
“So… done done, but not done done done?”
The rooster nodded.
“And sloth, how’s the Automated Hammock Deployment System?”
“Well,” said the sloth slowly. “I gave it to them. They’re using it. It works.”
“Is it done, done done, or done done done?”
The sloth blinked. “Um, I’m not sure which one. It’s… just done?”
The lazy cat yawned.
Then scribbled on a leaf.
“Well… I’ll write ‘in progress’ while you figure out what kind of done it is.”


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