The Time: 2030

The Place: Starbucks Meeting Place  for the Unemployed

The Atmosphere: A mix blend of coffee aroma and sweat.

Sign on the wall as you come in: “To make your stay here more pleasant, Please make sure you are standing in the right line.

There are three lines marked  Tall, Grande and Venti:

Tall is for people who consider themselves tall

Grand is for those of you who consider themselves grande

Venti is for you fat slops who are neither tall nor grande.

A miserable midget is running around frantic, trying to find the right line.

Conversation overheard between unemployment office employee and grande middle-aged man.

“Welcome to the Starbucks Meeting Place for the Unemployed, my name is Mary Jane Kirsten Yang, how may I be of assistence?”

“I want to change professions?”

“And what is your present employment?”

“Well I was trained as a bank robber but have been unemployed for the last three months.”

“And why, may I ask, is that?”

“It’s wasn’t my fault really. My boss tweets me with the address of the bank. It was the McDonald’s Savings and Loans on 50th and Broadway. So I case the joint and it’s a breeze. The security guard is over eighty, the tellers are all high school students and there are no hard of hearing old bags to get in my way when I pull out my gun. So I leave my auto on auto-pilot and run towards the first available teller. I point my laser magnum in her face and she says:

“Welcome to McDonald’s Savings and Loans may I have your order please?”

“Listen this is a hold up. Take one of those nice recycled brown bags from behind the counter and fill it full of cash.”

“I’m sorry sir, I’m not sure I understand you. What is cash?”

“Cash money, dough – the green stuff.”
“Oh sir I think there’s been a bit of a mistake. We don’t have money here, this is a bank.”

So I consider doing her right then and there, but I’m not really the killing type so I get her to call for the manager.

“Sir, welcome to McDonald’s Saving and Loans, my name is Martin Eagles and I am the leader of this band, sorry I mean bank. How may I be of assistance?”

So I said to the manager

“Please bring  cash to the door”

But he said

” We haven’t had money in this here bank

since two thousand and twenty four”
And I can hear sirens calling from not so far away

And now when I wake up in the middle of the night

I hear two angels say: ….”

It is here that Mary Jane Kirsten Yang interrupts him:
“Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt you, but there are fourteen people waiting in line behind you. Is there some job I can help you find?

“Job? Job? You mean this isn’t the audition line for American Idol?”

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