ode to bagel

round and lovely and just for me
a little bit of everything
a little creamy joy
oozing from the middle
through the gap
dripping dripping
into my mouth

I love bagels.

the replacement

Cut to Office Kitchen.

Enter The Intern. Looks at fruit basket. Looks around kitchen. Visibly disappointed. Opens the refrigerator, moves a few things around. Checks a promising but much too small bag. Grabs week old cream cheese, considers it, and puts it back. Opens each cabinet quickly, leaving the doors open. Looks in the sink. Opens the microwave and slams the door shut. Opens the dishwasher. Nothing. Looks at the fruit. Grabs an apple and some grapes. Takes a big bite of the apple. Is exiting when The Boss steps in to the doorway.

The Boss

Whaaaaat? Where are the bagels? The Intern Shrugs and scoots by The Boss.

Here is a bit more. I'm getting a little stuck. I should probably write out the whole scene regardless of where it goes.

the missing bagels (a start)

Close up of a computer screen. On it is an Outlook email. It says:

Friday Bagels are here. They are located in the kitchen. Please clean up any crumbs you get on the lunch tables.

Thank you,
HR

Cut to kitchen. On the table is a large fruit basket. No bagels in site.

Announcer

We've secretly replaced the Friday Bagels with a Large Fruit Basket. Let us see what happens next.

Um, excuse me. Excuse me?

Cut to cj rené sitting at the computer typing this script.

cj rené

What?! Oh. Aren't you supposed to be announcing?

Announcer

Well, yes, but -

cj rené

But...

Announcer

I think you are missing the point of a "Replacement Bit".

cj rené

Am I?

Announcer

I think so, yes.

cj rené

Okay, Announcer Person. Why don't we just wait until the end of the scene to see if I've missed the point?


This is a start. More tomorrow (unless I forget. Then more when I remember! Remember, you could always remind me).

office revere

the bagels are coming with the revolution
riding through broken streets
cracked corners
"To Arms!" lost under a storm of firecrackers
or gunfire
lost in Atkins
angry and violent without any goal

the bagels are coming with the revolution
carboloaded food comas
siestas
think, plan
slather and schmear the cream cheese on
dreaming of change
cannot wait until they get here

It's bagel day at the office! I forgot to get my fake cream cheese. I'm going to need to run out.