Little Ms. Copious got out of her bed. She was sweating from having slept with all 23 of her comforters stacked on top of each other. She sure had a copious amount of comforters. She ran to the bathroom because her breath smelt acrid from having eaten a copious amount of garlic the night before. With her off-white toothbrush in her small fuzzy hand, she struggled to decide which toothpaste to use from her growing collection. Ms. Copious always kept a copious amount of all of her bathroom supplies. After what felt like an hour, she decided to use a little bit of each toothpaste before heading down to breakfast. About two hours later, she returned wearing her usual outfit, made of a copious amount of multi-colored bows.

Little Ms. Copious sat in one of her many cars and drove all the way to her first job. She had been juggling being a wedding planner, a gardener and a waitress for three months now. It was unclear how she did it all! She had already been running late, having to paint all of her nails with 43 layers every single morning made her a pretty tardy person so she had to rush. She had a copious collection of nail polish that expanded bi-weekly.

Being a wedding planner suited Little Ms. Copious perfectly since she loved going all out with decorations, and she loved having her customers come over and try on a copious amount of dresses from her extensive collection of ethnic wedding outfits. The customer she had been planning for was an awful, grumpy soul named Senor Sullen. Senor Sullen walked in with her usual sulky face on. Little Ms. Copious was already prepped with a deck of flashcards of things to say in response to Senor Sullen´s daily ranting ritual. ¨I don´t wanna wear a puffy dress!!¨ she groaned. ¨It’s not even lunch time yet and this has already been the worst day of my life!!¨ Little Ms. Copious fumbled around looking for the right flash card; her face remained the same having had to put up with Senor Sullen for so long. Little Ms. Copious pulled out the flashcard with the purple sticker on it and read, ¨I’m so sorry for your loss.¨ She didn’t realize it was the wrong card until Senor Sullen threw her arms up in the air and stomped away in anger. Well, Little Ms. Copious´s first job ended early.

Little Ms. Copious drove her car over to Doctor Inundated´s house and pulled out her grand variety of trimming tools. Doctor Inundated (who was always overwhelmed with too many things to do) was pacing in front of his door mumbling to himself as usual. ¨Oh my gosh! Little Ms. Copious thank god you’re here!¨ he began. He was worried out of his mind as usual. ¨I have so much to do and I keep procrastinating! I’m never going to get anything done! Ugh this is way too much work and it’s unfair for people to expect poor little humans to be multi-taskers.¨ Mr. Inundated broke down while Little Ms. Copious rummaged through her gardening tool kit looking for her portable mint collection. She wanted to hand a mint to Doctor Inundated before she set off trimming the grass. Little Ms. Copious carefully made sure each leaf was sprayed with a copious amount of rose water and insect spray and then she added three ribbons to each of the fruity smelling leaves. Hours later Doctor Inundated reappeared going on and on about how he had to turn in a whole essay before sun down. Little Ms. Copious then proudly showed him his newly organised garden, and he went on a rage about how he had some important guests coming over tonight and how he couldn’t have them over if his garden looked like ¨Candyland.¨ Poor Doctor Inundated tired himself out so much by being so worried that he ended up passing out on the freshly arranged flower bed. Little Ms. Copious was left with no choice but to leave him there.

Little Ms. Copious dragged herself all the way to her last and final job: being a waitress at a restaurant. She pulled out her notepad and began going from table to table asking customers for their orders. She had gotten fired from many restaurants because of her tendency to order copious amounts of food even when customers only asked for a little! Little Ms. Copious walked over to Table Three, where her old colleague Captain Capricious sat studying the menu. ¨Hi! May I take your Order?¨ she asked. ¨Hmmm,¨” Captain Capricious said in response, puzzled as he sat studying the menu. ¨I’m feeling down right now, so maybe I should get the blueberry pancakes to match my mood.¨ Little Ms. Copious wrote that down along with all the minor details like how many blueberries to put into each pancake. Seconds later Captain Capricious said, ¨No no nevermind I feel pained now so I’ll get the waffles.¨

This capricious behavior went on for at least half an hour and by the end of it all Little Ms. Copious was exhausted. On the drive home Little Ms. Copious couldn’t stop thinking about how much easier days like today would be if there weren’t multiple ways of doing everything. Even a simple task like brushing her teeth became a challenge for Ms. Copious because she always got distracted by having copious options! Little Ms. Copious decided she didn’t want to be as stressed anymore and she wanted to be known as someone who didn’t always have copious amounts of things and copious options. It was just too much!. Little Ms. Copious wanted to be someone simpler. Perhaps she would become with a name like “Little Ms. Sparse.”