Trash

April 13th, 2021

Starring: A & B

B sits at a table, facing the front-facing window.  A breezes by, a tad rushed:

A

Do me a favor?

B

Anything.

A

It’s garbage day.  And I’m swamped—

B

I’ll take the cans out—

A

No I did already.

I just want you to watch them.  When the truck comes.

B

Okay...

A

It’s no big deal.

I’ve just gotten this lingering sense that I’m not displaying enough gratitude in my life.  For all the hidden beauties, silent heroes.  As I was trying to get to sleep last night, it smacked me in the face that I’d never given the garbage people a holiday gift.

B

So you...

A

I got some ten dollar Jimmy John’s gift cards.  They’re in an envelope on top of one of the cans.  

I tried making it clear but...can you make sure they get it?  That they know—? 

B

Oh

Yeah

But it’s April

A

Yeah…?

B

I don’t know if they’re expecting—

A

All the better.  Always nice to be surprised, isn’t it?

B

Yeah.  Always.

A nods and exits.  It isn’t long before the sound of a large truck engine rumbles.  B stands and looks out the window, watching the truck:

B

Uh

Wait um

B runs to the front door, running outside, trying to stop the truck. 

B

Hold up—!

It’s too late.  The truck’s already trundling down the street, out of sight.  B comes back inside, as a comes back out:

A

Wait was that them??

B

Yeah

A

And…?

B

I...I think they threw it out?

A

Threw it out?

B

Uh-huh—

A

You didn’t tell them—??

B

It was too late—!

A

They threw it out?

B

Yes.

A

Intentionally?

B

I couldn’t tell.

The wind pushed the envelope on the ground.  One of them saw it, picked it up, showed it to the other two.

A

And…??

B

Then they threw it in the compactor. 

A

I...I don’t understand.

B

Well

Either they thought it was trash and it was on accident.

Or they knew it was a gift and trashed it anyway.

A

But who—

Why would—

Who trashes a gift?!

B

Trash people, I guess.

A

They’re not just trash people!  They’re good, hard-working people who happen to take out the trash for a living!

B

Maybe they see gifts as insulting.  Like we’re pitying them.

A

I don’t though.  I want to appreciate them.

B

Or appreciating them is letting them do their job.

A

No—

B

Why not…?

A

That sounds like an assumptive justification made by an ungrateful person.

B

Or a realistic argument against clearing your conscience of unnecessary guilt.

Pause.  A glares at B.

B

Or it was the wind.

...

Maybe just the wind.

END OF PLAY

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