Cast of characters:
Marinka, a 40-something year old wife and mother. When our scene opens, she is in the kitchen, weeping. Mostly because she is chopping onions, but also for humanity.
Young Ladrinka, a 10 year old boy. In the living room, on the couch, playing the Wii.
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Young Ladrinka: Mom, I’m thirsty. Can you get me some juice?
Marinka: You’ll have to get it yourself, I’m busy right now.
Young Ladrinka: Juice, please.
Marinka: My hands are dirty, get it yourself.
Young Ladrinka: MOM!
Marinka: GET IT YOURSELF.
Young Ladrinka: ::sighing, coming into the kitchen:: I guess I’m a servant around here.
Marinka: How can you be a servant if you’re just getting your own apple juice?
Young Ladrinka: It’s fine, mom, really. No need to talk to the help. I’m just a servant getting something to drink before returning to my servant work.
Marinka: What kind of a servant has the job of playing the Wii?
Young Ladrinka: All because you were too “busy” to get me some juice.
Marinka: The Wii! You’re just playing the Wii!
Young Ladrinka: Enjoy your garlic, knowing that your son was thirsty and had to be a servant to get a drink.
Marinka: Those are onions, not garlic.
Young Ladrinka: Your servant is sorry.
Marinka: Can you get me a towel? I need to wipe off the cutting board.
Young Ladrinka: The servant is now on break.
Marinka: Ok, forget it.
Young Ladrinka: If I got a raise, I’d get you a towel.
Young Ladrinka: No raise for servant. No towel for mom.
I tell you, it’s really hard to get good help these days.
One year ago ...