Thursday, September 22, 2016
The Man Who Dreams Theories
wakes up content
because he knows.
Will he eventually give
his thought to mankind?
Never! What have they
done but perversion?
They would turn his work
into meretricious trash!
A committee visits him,
bringing Dunkin Donuts,
and he softens. He’ll make
available his intellect.
“One cannot, finally, insist on
The Ideal!” finally intoning
through a Boston Creme.
Labels: dreamer, Dunkin Donuts, intellectual vs practical, thinker
Friday, October 02, 2015
Take a number!
Bureau, Blonde, Crab
“Well here I am again!” Blonde-Bubbly and seventeen and
vibrating cylindrical curls. She was sure Mr Telmark
could help her THIS time. She was exHAUSTED!
He told her he’d be taking a chance, that one of the
other offices she had visited should have hit her
document with the desired stamp.
But...she was so so charming. Even the acrid waitees
clutching their numbers smiled.
So, he stamped hugely, to her dimpled applause.
Then, same problem with a one not charming:
gruff red-faced bulldog. “You sent me on a
merry-go-round of lazy officials. Now here I
am back here, and I’ll get that damn stamp
if I...!”
Telmark couldn’t take responsibility! Not without
clearing it with a superior office. The phone
conversation had to do with DD-20.
An overarching program.
Once the bristling man paid twenty in cash, the rubber
stamp followed loudly. He was satisfied.
As was the office, DD standing for Dunkin Donuts.
To which Kristy and Dodds soon dispatched.
Labels: bureaucracy, Dunkin Donuts, gruff client, pretty woman, rubber stamp, waiting in line.bureaucracy
