VERONICA is sitting at her desk when her phone rings, it’s MUM.
VERONICA: Hi Mum.
MUM: Hello sweetheart, I’m so sorry to be calling you at work.
VERONICA: That’s ok Mum, what’s up?
MUM: I wanted to ask you a question about your Masters course.
VERONICA: What about it?
MUM: When you were applying for the degree, did you have to write an essay about why you should be accepted?
VERONICA: Yeah I did. I think it was something like a 500 word minimum.
MUM: Shit. I have to write one for my application.
VERONICA: It’s pretty straight forward though. You’ve just got to write about why you’re applying and how you think this course will benefit your career or professional development. Stuff like that. You’ll be done in no time.
MUM: Do you still have yours?
VERONICA: Well, I didn’t save it on a USB stick, it’d be on my old computer.
MUM: But it would still be on the hard drive.
VERONICA: Yeah, but on my old computer. I was still working on the PC back then.
MUM: Do you think it would still be on there?
VERONICA: It could be, but we’ll never know because you can’t even turn the damn thing on.
MUM: Fuck.
VERONICA: Mum, even if you had it, it wouldn’t be of any use to you. My Masters is on Arts Management, which is nothing like what you’re doing.
MUM: Yes I know, but it still would have been useful to use as a guideline.
VERONICA: Well, I’m sorry I can’t get it for you, but honestly you’ll be fine without it.
MUM: But I wanted to see what you did.
VERONICA: Mum, our Masters are in two completely different things. Just write about your research and published work, and you’ll be done before you know it.
MUM: Ok. But you’ll have to start it for me.
VERONICA: You mean look over it for you.
MUM: No, I mean start it for me.
Pause
VERONICA: Er…well, I don’t mind looking it over for you, when you’re done with writing it.
MUM: Veronica!
VERONICA: Come on Mum, if you get a start on it now you’ll be done before I get home from work.
MUM: Oh piss off. (Hangs up)
THE END.
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