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Rain on my parade

  • Writer: Paul Shukin
    Paul Shukin
  • Apr 21
  • 1 min read

“Hello, mayor's office.”

"Is this the mayor's office?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Of Chicago?”

“That's right. What can I do for you?”

“I'd like to order a parade.”

“Who's calling?”

“I'm Paul Shukin”

“What is the occasion for your parade, Mr. Shukin?”

“UH...?”

“I mean, the reason for it.”

“Oh. Uh. There's no reason. I'd like to have a parade, that's all.”

“Are you famous?”

“No.”

“Have you done anything important, like, win a championship, travel to uncharted places, find a cure for an ailment that threatens mankind... that kind of thing?”

“No.”

“I see.”

PAUSE

“Let me see what I can do. Please hold.”

“OK, thanks.”

LONG PAUSE

“Hello, Mr. Shukin, are you still there?”

“I am!”

“OK. Just checking. Please hold.”

A VERY LONG PAUSE

“Hello, Mr. Shukin, are you still there?”

“Yes!”

“A basic parade starts at $35,000, what with street closures, police prep, cleanup afterwards, fees and taxes. That kind of stuff.”

“Oh.”

PAUSE

“Hello, Mr. Shukin, are you still there?”

”Yeah. Uh. Never mind. Thanks!”

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