Thursday

Thursday Lyrics

(street sounds; door opens; sounds of television, baby crying and mother
In the kitchen)

Mother: eh, back so soon? you know, don't you have a decent pair of pants
You can put on? you look like a...a pig walking in the street! your hands,
Your face-filthy! you disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house!
You repulse me. I want to throw up! (phone rings) goddamn kids!

(door opens and closes)

Mother: right! slam the door again on me! you know, you're just like your
Father! (voice becomes muffled; sound of answering machine tape rewinding)

Boss: yeah, I'm callin' 'em now...hello? hello? pick up the phone! where
The f**k are you? what's the matter, you just decided not to come to work
Today? what the f**k is wrong with you? ya f**kin' lowlife! hey, you know
What? don't even bother coming in anymore. I've had enough with you and
Your sh*t. that's it, you're fired. you understand me? fired. don't come
Back here, f**k you, and goodbye. (silence on machine; sound of cigarette
Lighter; beep)

Mrs. glicker: hello, this is mrs. glicker. I'm calling to reach you about,
To let you know, that, uh, you, you're not graduating this year because
You are failing two subjects and I need to see you as soon as possible. be
In my office on monday at 8:30 a.m., promptly, and we'll discuss this
Matter further. thank you. bye. (phone hangs up; silence; beep; shuts off
Machine)