June 3 , 2005
Week 6 - Frito Lay is a Fickle Mistress
Morning. Rantz sits at the computer in his home office, typing furiously. Hal steps in, dressed in pajamas. When he sees his father, his eyes widen.
“Dad!” he says. “What are you doing here?”
“My boss needs a new circulation plan first thing in the morning. I’m trying to finish it up.”
“I don’t believe it! I have to practice Deathzone II with my clan! I missed yesterday because mom was working here!”
“I’m sorry… Now let me get back to this. I have to catch my train in an hour and a half.”
“But I can’t miss two practices in a row! I’m already in trouble for yesterday!”
“I’m really sorry… but I don’t have time to talk about this right now…”
“I can’t believe it! We need to get a second computer so this doesn’t keep happening.”
“We’re not buying a second computer. I’m not gonna spend a thousand dollars just so you can play some stupid video game.”
“It’s not a video game, it’s a first person shooter. It’s like a sport.”
“We’re not buying a second computer! Now let me get back to work or you’ll have a real problem to worry about! ”
“This is so unfair!” Hal slams the door and stomps away.
Rantz returns to his spreadsheet.
After about forty five minutes, Liza steps in, dressed in a nightgown. “What are you doing here?” she asks. “Have you been at it all night?”
“This is a two year business plan. It’s a lot of work.”
“But it’s Seven A. M. I got up early just to get some writing in before breakfast.”
“I’m sorry… Maybe you should go back to bed.”
“But you know how it is if I can’t get this stuff on paper when I’m feeling inspired…”
“Look… I really need to finish this up…”
Liza shakes her head. “We need a second computer…” she says.