Drive-think

January 11th, 2021

Starring: Patron (20-60), Voice, Employee (25-35)

A gloomy late afternoon.  A fast food drive-thru.  Patron pulls up to the order voice box:

PATRON

Hi how are you today?

No response.  The sound of low breathing.

PATRON

Um

Hello?

Did you hear me?

VOICE

yes

PATRON

...does that mean you’re ready for my order?

VOICE

yes

PATRON

ok

I’ll have a number four.  With a Barq’s.

...

VOICE

anything else

PATRON

Um...no?

VOICE

6.66, second window—

PATRON

Wait yes—

VOICE

second window—

PATRON

No.  I’m not moving.  Not until I get an apology.

VOICE

...for

PATRON

I’m not some piece of meat.

VOICE

you just ordered one

PATRON

So I deserve to get treated like it?  Fat chance!

VOICE

after eating this you have a fat chance

PATRON

Doubt you’re doing so great either, drive-thru pal.

VOICE

that’s a value judgment

PATRON

You’re telling me this is your goal?

VOICE

my job is not my worth

PATRON

What about how you treat others?  Is that fair?

VOICE

fair only counts in baseballs and counties

PATRON

Where’s your manager?

VOICE

suffering

PATRON

Well tell whoever they are I was having a great day.  Now I’m suffering.

VOICE

that we can all share

I am sorry 

not to you but for you

that you must live

that you must endure

that you were born at all

second window

Patron is speechless, but puts the car back in drive and slowly turns around the corner.  The first window has a set of open black curtains.  In the dim light, Patron can see the outline of a shadowy figure in a headset.  A thunder clap booms, and the curtains are drawn.  Patron stops to look, but gives up and drives to the second window, where a cheery looking Employee, wearing a headset, passes Patron their bag of food.  

EMPLOYEE

Number four with a Barq’s!

PATRON

Uh thanks

Were you the one...on the headset?

EMPLOYEE

Oh no, we just switched shifts.

PATRON

Do you have a manager I could speak with?

EMPLOYEE

You just did.  That was who I switched with!

Pause.  Employee hands Patron another bag, this time very heavy: 

EMPLOYEE

And here’s your extra sauce!

PATRON

I didn’t ask for—

EMPLOYEE

Enjoy your meal!

The window slams.  The car behind Patron honks, and Patron drives into a parking space.  From the “extra sauce” bag, Patron pulls out a heavy, leather bound book.  Patron squints at the cover:

PATRON

Who the hell is Schopenhauer?  

END OF PLAY

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