(Scene: the front porch of a large country mansion, a redheaded girl sits on the steps smiling at the sunset.)
(Blond girl walks out and stands next to the readhead)
Blond: I thought I might find you out here. (Sits down)
Redhead: Yeah, well, I haven't reached the point of self-loathing where I'm going to listen to them say what a failure I am.
Blond: (Looks at Redhead seriously) You're not a failure, Becca.
Becca/Redhead: (Throws head back in laughter) Oh, really? That's rich, Shell. I'm an art major, and have been, for, what? Six years? I barely graduated high school, I can barely pay rent on my waitressing salary. Really, I sound like such a winner. I'm 27 years old and living like a 19 year old from some dirt poor family. Look around, Shelly! I come from a family of millionares! Anything less than perfection is failure.
(Silent)
Becca: I'm going for a drive. (Steps off the porch and leaves stage left. The sounds of a car starting and pulling away.)
Shelly/Blond: Yeah... But... You have me. (Pulls knees up to face and stares at the sunset)
Reminds me of a joke I heard once.
ReplyDeleteThree college Physics professors are out at a bar. One of them, who's had a little too much to drink, shouts, "Quantum physics is the best major in the world! We're out there, figuring out how the universe was created. We're learning what the universe is made of on a subatomic level!"
The second Physicist shakes his head and goes, "No, Engineering Physics is a far more important. Sure without engineering physicists, who'd build the machines you use every day? Who'd build the rocket ships you send out to gather information?"
The third professor laughs and looks over at the two of them. "You're both wrong," he says. "The most important people, by far, are the Art Majors."
"Art majors?" The two professors say, glancing at the third one.
"Sure!" He says. "Without art majors, how would you get the money to build your physics labs?"