A Funny Thing Happened The Other Day…
Joe: What the hell are you doing?
Mac: What?
Joe: Watch where you’re going!
Mac: Oh.
J: Well!?
M: Well what?
J: Look out!
M: Where?
J: Right There!
M: Right where?
J: Right there! Where I’m pointing!
M: Oh…
J: You don’t see it do you…
M: No… Wait, yes… Oh dear…
Both scream
J: Great! Now we’re careening over a cliff… thanks a lot!
M: Oh stop complaining, it’s REALLY REALLY high, we probably won’t hit for a while.
J: And that makes it any better!?
M: Yeah, we’ve got some time.
J: We’re going to die!
M: We’re going to die ANYWAY
J: Don’t start with me! Not now!
M: It’s not like we have anything better to do
J: Sigh…
M: Wanna hear something funny?
J: NO!
M: It’s pretty funny
J: I said NO! we’re going to die any minute now! Don’t you even care!?
M: Of course I care! I’ve just come to accept that’s there’s nothing I can do about it.
J: Well! You don’t have to seem to damn chipper about it!
M: And you’d rather I panic and cry?
J: Yes!
M: Well I’m sorry, I can’t do that. This is how I deal with situations like this.
J: I’m just really worried about how this is going to end!
M: I think we both know how this is going to end. Doesn’t mean we can’t have fun on the way down.
J: … You’re nuts Mac, y’know that?
M: Sure, wanna hear something funny?
J: … you’ve got to be kidding me
M: well, not YET. I haven’t said anything.
*Pause*
J: sigh…
M: What is it?
J: This wasn’t supposed to happen…
M: What do you mean?
J: I’ve still got so much left to do
M: Like what?
J: Oh you know… Stuff!
M: For example?
J: Well… I’ll never get to see my kids graduate from College
M: You don’t have any kids!
J: And now I never will!
M: Be honest with yourself will you? You’re 38, in a mid-level management position. You’re not exactly Mr. Personality, plus you’re not fooling anyone with that rug.
J: WHAT RUG!? I don’t know what you’re talking about
M: Indeed…
J: What about you Mr. Calm, Cool and collected!? Don’t you have any regrets?
M: Of course, everyone does
J: Not everyone’s about to die from falling off a cliff!
M: So that means they can’t have regrets? Even if we were to live through this, you’ll still regret letting Susan marry that Colombian Druglord.
J: You have to bring this up now?
M: I can’t exactly save it for later now can I?
J: *grumble*
M: You should have told her you loved her, and you know it. Maybe you wouldn’t be so fussy.
J: I never thought she’d actually leave like that…
M: Yes you did, you just didn’t want to admit it to yourself.
J: I’ve already come to terms with this, this happened in the past anyway. I’m not regretting what’s happened in the past, I’m regretting what’s to be lost in the future.
M: At least you’re forward thinking?
J: Fat lot of good it’s done me now… Damnit! its not supposed to end like this! I’ve still got my whole life ahead of me!
M: How do you know it wasn’t supposed to end like this?
J: Supposed to? What… Like fate?
M: Something like that, yes.
J: I don’t care about that right now. All I know is that my life is being cut tragically short.
M: Is it really? You smoke and drink lots of coffee and eat horribly and don’t exercise.
J: Then why aren’t I dying of a stroke or a heart attack or Cancer? That would at least make sense. This is so much more pointless. It’s too random and it’s not fair.
M: That’s a bit presumptuous of you isn’t it?
J: How so?
M: Well… you’re looking at it as if you’re getting shafted
J: I am! I’m only 38!
M: Maybe…
J: There’s no maybe about it. The average lifespan is about 70, maybe 55 or 60 for me due to some of my excesses you’ve already volunteered so readily.
M: That’s your problem right there
J: My excesses? We’ve already been through this-
M: No, not that. The average.
J: What’s to dispute? It’s a well-known statistic.
M: I’m not disputing the statistic. It’s what you’re getting out of the statistic that I’m disputing.
J: I’m not following.
M: Well, like you said, it’s an average. It’s human nature to hope for the best and expect average as a MINUMUM. It’s an average because there are people who die both above and below that age.
J: Well…
M: Think about this… how many close calls have you had in your life?
J: Close calls? I haven’t had any near-death experiences or anything.
M: Hmmm… I don’t like that word. Too much baggage associated with it… how about when you were young and climbed trees. You could have very easily have fallen.
J: I did fall once, I broke my arm
M: You COULD have broken your spine or your skull.
J: I think you’re stretching it…
M: Maybe… but it’s something to consider. How about the close call we just had?
J: Are you serious? This is IT! It doesn’t GET any closer than this.
M: I meant when we almost hit the pile of rubble in the middle of the road.
J: what about it?
M: Maybe we were supposed to die in the rubble
J: Oh really? Then why didn’t we?
M: I don’t know, why don’t you think about it
J: I don’t really have time to think about it
M: Alright. Well since you don’t have time to waste thinking about that, what do you want to think about?
J: …I’ll have to think about it…
Both laugh
M: Very clever!
J: Thank you
M: See? It isn’t so hard to enjoy life if you take a moment and try.
J: Well that doesn’t mean I’m happy with our situation. That’ll probably be the last laugh I ever have.
M: Maybe
J: The loss of future laughter isn’t very funny at all…
M: But that doesn’t make the laughter you had before this irrelevant, as long as you remember it…
J: hmmm… well this is definitely not how I expected this to end.
M: Me neither
J: How did you expect it to end?
M: I didn’t worry about it
J: Neither did I, till it came up anyway
M: You worried about plenty of other stuff though.
J: True. No one ever said life was easy though.
M: No one ever said it had to be hard either.
J: Heh, never thought of it that way. Oh God… We’re really going to die aren’t we?
M: Probably, but we’ve still got… maybe a couple more minutes left before we hit something.
J: A few minutes in which to do what?
M: it’s never too late to change Joe. You want to die a bitter old man?
J: I’m not that old…
M: But you are that bitter
J: Touché…
M: I’m sorry, that was a little harsh
J: No no… you’re right. I don’t know why, but it’s easier to really hear what you’re saying when I don’t have a thousand things on my mind.
M: Not concerned about crashing into the earth?
J: Oh of course. But I don’t have to worry about quotas, or reports or inept employees or matching my socks or shaving or-
M: That’s the spirit
J: yeah… I don’t know why you’re so eager to die though. You’ve got a good thing going.
M: I’m not much better off than you are
J: no, but you handle it better
M: interesting… I guess I’ve always just felt lucky to be alive
J: Yeah… I guess you’re right. I can’t complain too much. I just wish I’d taken more time to enjoy life in the present. I always put enjoying life on the backburner to be done when I retire or something typical like that
M: Its never too late Joe
J: Heh, I guess you’re right
M: Hey Joe
J: Yeah Mac?
M: Just thought I’d tell you we’re really getting close…
J: Heh, thanks Mac, I’d almost forgot… Hey Mac
M: Yeah Joe?
J: You’re right, I am wearing a rug.
Both laughs
M: hey Joe, wanna hear something funny?
J: Sure Mac, I’d love to
M: listen to this
Turns up radio
“I’m freeeee!
Free fallin!”
*Both look at each other and laughed harder then they’ve ever laughed before. Before they realized it, they were out of breath…*