May 27, 2024
“Whatcha’ doing, Doug?” Doug’s Mother-In-Law (TKG’s mom) asked. Doug had that typical stupid look on his face, but this time it was different.
“Look at this, Doug’s Mother-in-Law!” Doug handed his phone over with Facebook pulled up. “See this page. The name is definitely copied from The Kansas Gastronomist. The weirdo even tries to use some of the same language as TKG. Obviously not nearly as good. But he’s a copycat! The Culinary Copycat!”
“OMG…Doug! You’re right. What little imagination and originality.” Doug’s MIL shook her head with a visible look of disgust. “Listen. I know The Kansas Gastronomist can be difficult to deal with. But…wow. You’d think that someone starting a blog in the same region wouldn’t try and copycat him. Not smart at all.”
All of a sudden Doug’s wife (TKG’s sister) entered the scene.
“Are you guys talking about that copycat…the Culinary Copycat?” Doug’s wife asked. “No need for concern.” She went on. “There’s only one Gastronomist and that unoriginal copycat can take a hike.”
Doug and Doug’s Mother-in-Law shook their heads together in agreement and in unison. They understood what Doug’s wife was saying. And it was probably the first time they’d agreed on anything about TKG.
End. Scene.
