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I'm stuck on a metaphor and would appreciate your thoughts.
This scene takes place at the US/Mexican border. My dad and I had been driving for 2 days, the car loaded to the top with all my belongings, and we were told that in order to legalize the car, I had to drive it across the border empty. My dad was pissed, to put it mildly, and had the job of watching all my crap while I drove back across the border.
The line in question:
My dad dragged a metal stool next to the pile of boxes and sat with a thud, a grumpy king overseeing his subjects.
Some thoughts I've had but don't love:
warden/prisoners
master/slaves
lord (or baron)/serfs
The point is he's mad at the boxes and they're making his life more difficult, so I'd like to stay within those parameters.
Thanks everyone!
This scene takes place at the US/Mexican border. My dad and I had been driving for 2 days, the car loaded to the top with all my belongings, and we were told that in order to legalize the car, I had to drive it across the border empty. My dad was pissed, to put it mildly, and had the job of watching all my crap while I drove back across the border.
The line in question:
My dad dragged a metal stool next to the pile of boxes and sat with a thud, a grumpy king overseeing his subjects.
Some thoughts I've had but don't love:
warden/prisoners
master/slaves
lord (or baron)/serfs
The point is he's mad at the boxes and they're making his life more difficult, so I'd like to stay within those parameters.
Thanks everyone!