The Consulting Business: A Play In One Act
[An office building. CLIENT, a well-dressed executive-type, is seated outside his office, slowly pounding his head against a space on the wall just to the left of his door jamb. He appears to have been doing this for some time, as the paint is showing signs of distress and CLIENT's clothes are covered with dust from the vibrating ceiling. ME, dressed for "casual Friday", approaches from SL.]
Me: Why are you doing that?
Client: Because my head hurts :: continues bashing ::
Me: Would you like your head to stop hurting?
Client: Yes. :: continues bashing ::
Me: If you pay me, I can tell you how.
Client: OK - here’s some cash. :: continues bashing ::
Me: Stop bashing your head.
Client: Brilliant theory. Here’s more money :: continues bashing ::
Me: No, really. If you stop, your head stops hurting.
Client: Yeah, but I’ve been doing this for years :: continues bashing ::
Me: For about as long as you’ve had your headache?
Client: I know what you’re getting at, but I just can’t stop. :: bashing ::
Me: Perhaps a hat?
Client: Oooh! Stuff to buy! OK, get me a hat :: flings cash, continues bashing ::
BLACKOUT