If this monologue were a piece of music it would be a rondo. "You're working the checkout ... and you just want to be touched" is the recurring theme that becomes more heartbreaking with each repetition. In between, the clever vignettes the nameless clerk's mind conjures up about his customers become more and more elaborate until reality becomes fantasy--or does it? This play is a great opportunity for actors of any age, gender expression, race, ethnicity, or body type and it will stick with you long after you read it. Great work.
If this monologue were a piece of music it would be a rondo. "You're working the checkout ... and you just want to be touched" is the recurring theme that becomes more heartbreaking with each repetition. In between, the clever vignettes the nameless clerk's mind conjures up about his customers become more and more elaborate until reality becomes fantasy--or does it? This play is a great opportunity for actors of any age, gender expression, race, ethnicity, or body type and it will stick with you long after you read it. Great work.