Entitled

Never been worn

It was 3 a.m. and Clair had been waiting in the processing room since midnight. A call home went directly to voice mail, all other attempts were thwarted when the booking sergeant confiscated her cell phone.

She should’t even be there. Shoplifting was such a plebeian offense. It was more a harmless prank than an actual crime. If only her Assistant DA father had picked up, he could’ve gotten the charges dismissed like all the others, and she’d be back at the club instead of stuck in trailer trash hell.

In her designer clothes and carefully coiffed hair, Clair’s shoes probably cost more than the other detainees’ entire wardrobes combined. She sat as far away from the crowd as possible.

Her case finally called, Clair appeared before an obviously exasperated night court judge. Reading the police report of her misdemeanor, the judge pushed his glasses up, rubbing his eyes before addressing her.

“Young lady I am distressed over your lack of contrition and acceptance of responsibility,” his fingers steepled, his elbows resting on the case report. Looking down from the bench, “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

“Seriously?” Clair struck a pose. “It’s not like I murdered anyone. It was a lame scarf, I would never actually wear it. Ewww… It was all just a goof.”

Throwing his hands up in defeat, the judge leaned back in his chair. “If I could, I’d give you jail time, all I can do is order community service. One hundred hours at the Jefferson Street Homeless Center. And, you will pay full restitution to the victim.”

“Are you joking me?! Me? In such a vulgar place, with all those disgusting people? Do you even know who I am?” Her voice rising several octaves, hands on her hips, Clair tried to project an air of entitlement.

“I know exactly who you are, I simply do not care. Next case!” Bringing his gavel down, the judge dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

Rule of thirds

Trifecta, a weekly one-word prompt, challenges writers to use that word in its third definition form, using no less than 33 words or no more than 333. The week’s prompt is: Vulgar [adj. \ˈvəl-gər\] 3: a: of or relating to the common people : plebeian; b: generally current : public; c: of the usual, typical, or ordinary kind

20 thoughts on “Entitled

  1. Hah, you really captured clairs bad attitude . I wish the judge could lock her up… Or that a homeless person at the shelter is violently Ill all over her expensive shoes !

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  2. This one kind of hurt. I was that kid once. I’m so glad that I learned from my mistakes and didn’t stay in that spot; a spoiled, self-importanted, entitled bitch. Money does NOT equal happiness.

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  3. Thanks for linking up, Tara. What a delightful character! I love the sentence the judge passed. I think she may think twice before taking another ‘lame scarf’. I wonder what it is that makes these people shoplift. The number of celebrities who’ve been caught is incredible. I think it must be that sense of entitlement that other commenters have referred to. Great write, as usual. Hope we see you over the weekend.

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  4. Oh, my… that arrogant entitlement of youth that allows them to feel “above the law”… the subtle Breakfast Club references (both in your post and in the comments) are perfect!

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    • You are the second person to mention Breakfast Club. I had completely forgotten Molly Ringwald’s character was named Clair. Must have been stored in my subconscious.

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  5. I enjoyed this story! For some reason, the name, Clair, was exceptionally fitting for this character. Was I perhaps thinking of The Breakfast Club? LOL. Very nice!

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  6. This is great! I really liked this story! I could just picture this character here so well. She repulsed and disgusted me with her arrogance and her sense of entitlement. Ugh. I hate people like her who simply just think that they are better than everybody else and that they own the world and can get away with anything that they want just because they are rich and famous. Its time she was taught a real lesson. I don’t think that serving in a homeless shelter will do it for her. She will probably just blow it off and treat the whole thing like one big joke. Its time she had to face some REAL consequences for her actions. I know its shoplifting, but how about some SERIOUS jail time here? Even a couple of days in the slammer might show her a thing or two…Who knows. Probably not, though, and her father would just bail her out anyhow. Disgusting.

    And the exasperation of the judge was so well-done too. Great story here :)

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  7. What a story! I think this speaks to our time, where people with celebrity or oodles of cash expect the courts to dismiss their crimes. Well written!

    Good luck in the challenge!

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  8. And with any luck, she’ll replace that sense of entitlement and superiority with gratitude and understanding. Doubtful, though. Well, done, Tara.

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