Description
Who do we, should we, look out for?
In this skit Fred, the supervisor, has questionable ways of dealing with his co-workers as well as his clients. He got the job done, but was it the proper way?
Cast: 3 m or f
- Fred the supervisor, scheming
- Martha the office manager, loyal
- Boss (Mrs Martens)
Bible Reference: Luke 16:1-9
Set:
- depicting a business office
Sound: wireless mics if available
Song: none
Lighting: standard
SFX: none
Props:
- two desks with usual fixtures, phones
Costumes:
- office appropriate
Special Instructions: none
Time: 7
Sample of script:
Martha is sitting at her desk going through papers
Fred enters stage
Fred: Hey Annie, how’s things this morning?
Martha, distracted, looks up, frowns: Uh, it’s Martha, and I am fine, OK, I guess.
Fred: No way! I was sure your name was always Annie.
Martha: Really? You called me Betty when you came into the office yesterday morning.
Fred: Whatever. You know, you don’t sound too chipper this morning. Sure everything’s OK? Husband OK, kids well, Betty?
Martha, annoyed: It’s still Martha. And since I am single and have no children, my private life is just fine, thank you.
Fred: Single? You sure?
Martha: Trust me, I would have noticed, and remembered.
Fred: I woulda swore you were married.
Martha: I will let you know if it changes. (pause, goes through papers) Sir, this invoice to that new account of yours, Ballantyne Broadcasting . . .
Fred: Ol’ Tommy Ballantyne, him and me used to go to school together.
Martha: So you have told me.
Fred, laughs uproariously: Used to call him, “Too Tall Tommy”! Some of the stories I could tell you about ol’ Too Tall Tommy!
Martha: Uh, thanks but no thanks, I have already had the pleasure. Anyhow, were you aware you sold a shipment of Aggregate 305 to Ballantyne at a price well below our cost?
Fred: Don’t you go worrying your pretty head on that, Annie! Ballantyne will someday a good account. Besides, ol’ Tommy deserves a break, good guy that! Ever tell you about the time him and Harry Chestnut and me we . . .?
Martha: I am still Martha, and yes, you have told me all about painting the cow green. You have told me about it daily, matter of fact.
Fred, slaps Martha on the back: Like to bust my stitches every time I think on that.
Martha, unimpressed: Please, spare us.
Boss, (Mrs. Martin) comes on stage
Fred: Hey, Boss! How’s life in the penthouse suite?
Boss, unimpressed: Uh, fine, Fred. (looks at Martha, smiles) Good morning Martha! How’s your mom feeling, sorry to hear she is in the hospital.
Martha: Good morning Mrs. Martin, she is feeling much better, thanks for asking. Doctors say she will be back home by the weekend.
Boss: That is great news, Martha! If you need a day or two off to care for her when she gets back home, just give me a call, OK?