The social engineer and the social mechanic at the social garage, socialising.
El presidente, take this, for it is your coffee mug.
El presidente takes his coffee mug, sits back and relaxes.
El presidente, is the coffee to your liking?
El presidente turns and speaks.
“This coffee is…well…some people like their coffee like this. I however…I am somewhat disappointed.”
El presidente reclines further and thinks about his life, he understands he has many people depending on him, his nation is suffering, the land has given his people nothing for nearly all 4 years of his serving term.
His assistant comes back with a new batch of coffee.
El Presidente I hope this time it is to your liking.
El Presidente stands up quite suddenly and throws the coffee over his assistant who recoils backwards, scolded by the beverage.
El Presidente, what have I done?
El Presidente moves over and reaches for an apple from across the table.
El Presidente glances up at his assistant and places the apple inside the cup
El Presidente, please! I don’t understand.
El Presidente speaks,
“You…you have just delivered my latest defence mechanism in the fight against perishing perishables.”
El Presidente, I don’t understand.
“GET OUT OF MY OFFICE”
El Presidente’s assistant walks through the door, still not understanding the situation in its entirity.
Well, this is another where I just, well, YEAH. No idea.
Maybe you enjoyed it, I don’t know.
