CHARACTERS
Linda—a retired nurse
Nancy—a disaffected priest
Vicky—a retired lawyer
Sharon—a massage therapist
Sally—a matriarch
Setting: A coffee shop. They are all seated around the table.
VICKY
I hate it that I can’t remember things. Yesterday it was my glasses. I took them off when I came home from running errands because they were fogged up from the mask and the cold, and I put them somewhere. And when I sat down to read the paper, I realized I didn’t have them on my face. So I looked on the table in the front all. Not there. KItchen counter. Not there. Then I asked Sharon if she’d seen them.
SHARON
I asked her if she left them in the car. Well, no.
VICKY
I went out to check. Retraced my steps. And realized I had checked email on my computer and I always take my glasses off to look at the screen. But they weren’t on my desk. Then Binky came in and walked across the keyboard. Damned cat is determined to leave his mark on everything I do.
SHARON
Hey! He’s old. He just wants attention.
LINDA
Sorta like me.
NANCY
Ha! Like all of us.
SALLY
It’s been a long time since I”ve walked across a keyboard. Maybe I should try that.
NANCY
So you obviously found them, since they’re on your face now.
VICKY
Yeah. Turns out Binky had somehow knocked them on the floor, and I couldn’t see them on the carpet. Geez. I’m getting pathetic.
SALLY
Bob and I got an idea awhile ago. We could get a big, big basket and put everything in it. That way we could always find things. Keys, glasses, mail, coffee cups, water bottles, gloves, hats, library books. . .
NANCY
I love it. But how big would the basket have to be?
LINDA
Mine would have to be the size of my house. And I live alone.
NANCY
Huh. I might try that, actually. A basket by the door.
SHARON
Let us know if it works. Vicky can’t find her calendar now that it’s not on her phone.
VICKY
But that’s probably okay. it’s not like I do anything but have coffee with you people.
SHARON
Speaking of which—gotta go. Same time next week?
NANCY
Yup. See you then.
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