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In the Hospital Laboratory Waiting Area
A MePhone rattles and twanks and pings like Robby-the-Robot gone bad.
Woman: “Yeah?”
(silence)
Woman: “YEAH?”
(silence)
Woman: “I’m in the hospital.”
Noise from MePhone: (think Charlie Brown’s parents)
Woman: “I’m in the hospital!”
MePhone: (Charlie Brown’s parents)
Woman: “I’M IN THE HOSPITAL!”
MePhone: (a small child babbling)
Woman: “I’M IN THE HOSPITAL!”
MePhone: (a small child babbling)
Woman: “YEAH!”
MePhone: (a small child babbling)
Woman: “YEAH!”
MePhone: (incoherent noises – could be a murder)
Woman: “FOR MY COLONOSCOPY!”
MePhone: (the murder continues)
Woman: “FOR MY COLONOSCOPY!”
Offstage, a young woman in scrubbies: “Mr. Lawrence…?”
(Deo gratias)
Exit, pursued by Too Much Information.
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