Mishegas - Claire Drucker

[Larry Robinson]

Mishegas
 
 
I don’t need anyone coming over to help me.
B. does the shopping, mops the floor, the laundry.
We can take the shuttle to the podiatrist. If someone comes, they have to be over 40.
I don’t want anyone too young. What if they want my jewelry?
Remember that girl we had, she was just out of high school.
I don’t want to drive around in a car I don’t know. It might smell bad.
 
You lost $900 a month? How could you give up teaching?
Oh, that was because of his stroke. See, it’s all your fault.
Oh my God, that’s a lot of money.
Well, I know that you can’t just say give me back my class
but it was yours in the beginning and they should know that. Can you maybe
say it was a mistake?
 
You don’t need to come three times a week. I’d love to see you but
we can manage without your help. All we do is watch TV, I eat some cottage cheese with peaches, read a little, then we both fall asleep.
You keep telling me you’re tired so rest a little, don’t keep running around.
 
Oh, by the way, I need to go to the eye doctor. Can you make an appointment and take me?
Also, the vacuum cleaner finally is kaput. I need you to drive me to Sears so I can
buy another one.  Here’s all the mail. I got my pension check, thank god, 
so you can deposit it, and then write our rent check.
 
You really need to get more sleep. You’ve got those dark circles under
your eyes, and you’re putting on weight. A mother sees everything.
You should get a job that pays better. Like Nora’s son.
He’s in construction.
 
 
 
	- Claire Drucker
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