The Treatment Program of Absurdity: 1

A Woman and Her Slaveboy

The following is a conversation that was overhead by Jessica and I, while we were outside of Polly House:
“WILL, DID YOU FINISH MY SHOPPING?”
“Yes Mam, I got your toothpaste, body wash, lipstick, Euphoria by Calvin Klein, the latest issue of Cosmopolitan, Godiva chocolate, and your six-pack.”
“Where is the bag, and where’s the receipt?”
“I took Harry’s genius idea of using scanners, and only paying for one or two things.”
“Fine, then give me back the $10 that I gave you as a compensation for putting the purchases on your credit card.”
“Yes mam!”
“Here is my dry cleaning; take it to the cleaners.”
“Yes mam!”
“No wait, first gives me a shoulder massage, but before the massage, I need my noise cancelling headphones.”
“Yes mam, I will place the headphones on your head, but in terms of the music on your iPhone, I presume its U2 as always?”
“Yes Will, you are so intelligent.”
“Oh Will, as I recall, you told me that you were going to San Francisco to visit your parents. I will give you $100, since I need a new Gucci bag.”
“Yes mam!”