uncle john is coming to dinner.
i don’t like uncle john.
i know you don’t like uncle john. but try to be nice to him, all right? i am trying to get him to help you.
i don’t heed any help.
i asked him to look at your latest proposal.
it wasn’t a proposal, it was an exposition.
whatever.
uncle john works for the city 0f san ——, he doesn’t work for the united nations.
i know, but if he shows people the proposal -
the exposition -
the exposition - they will see how smart you are, and maybe give you some kind of job.
i don’t want a job. i have a job - analyzing and predicting the evolution of human society.
you know what i mean - a job with a paycheck.
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hello, john. you are looking well tonight.
so are you.
it isn’t every day that you come to visit me and eddie.
no.
you probably think i had some reason to invite you over.
did i say that?
eddie has another of his proposals.
what about this time?
building cities that stretch to the sky.
that is not a very accurate description.
what do you want me to do with it - get bob miller at the gazette to print it?
i thought maybe you could show it to someone at city hall.
the city of san —— isn’t building any cities - it can hardly keep itself going.
i thought maybe if someone looked at it, they would see how smart eddie is and give him a job.
what is on the menu tonight - your special roast beef and mashed potatoes?
of course, i know how much you like it. eddie, why don’t you go get your prop - your expo -whatever.
it needs work.
that’s o k, eddie, i might look at it some other time.
some other time, some other time, that is all you bureaucrats know - some other time.
eddie, watch your language.
all i said was he’s a bureaucrat.
i am a bureaucrat - nothing wrong with that. let’s change the subject.
to what - football?
what better subject for a pleasant family get-together?
to be continued
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