Monday, November 09, 2009
Why Americans Don't Have Decent Health Care And Probably Never Will
After the movie one night,
I went into one of those
big chain ice cream parlors,
the kind of place where they mix your
cool fluff on a marble slab,
carefully weigh it,
top it off if necessary
(or take some away)
then hand it to you
take your money.
So when the girl handed me my
chocolate amaretto with sprinkles on top
I noticed at least half a dip left on the slab.
“What are you gonna do with that?” I said.
“Throw it away,” she said
and started to scrape it off the counter.
“Wait a minute, why don't you
give it to me, I'll eat it.”
“If I do that I'll have to charge you for it.”
“But you're throwing it out, so it's
“Either I have to charge for it
or I have to throw it away.”
“My boss says.”
“What'll he do if you give it to me?”
“He'll fire me.”
“But he's not here.”
“They watch us through a camera.”
“You're kidding. Who watches you?”
“Somebody. I don't know who.”
“Where's the camera?”
“Up there behind me.”
“So they watch you through a camera?”
“How much do they pay the person
to watch you throw ice cream away?”
“I don't know.” She looked at me.
“Do you want this?”
“I guess not.”
And she scraped it in the trash.