Interior. Somewhat drab conference room with 7-8 employees sitting around a table. One man, Jack, is standing, leading the meeting.
Jack: As you can see we’ve made significant gains in…
He’s interrupted by a woman with a concerned look on her face.
Woman: Jack. I think you should take a look at this.
Jack: (looking over the sheet just handed to him) Are you sure about these numbers?
Woman: I checked them myself.
Jack: (pause) We won… 649!
The conference room erupts in hooting and happy shouting. They all jump to their feet in celebration. Fade out.
Text Over: “6 MONTHS LATER”
Exterior street scene. Homeless man is sitting up against a wall on a sidewalk. Jack and the Woman walk by in expensive clothes. The Homeless man holds his hand out and then suddenly realizes who is standing in front of him.
Homeless Man: You Bastards!
Woman: Good lord Jack, is that our old boss?
Homeless: The day you bastards won that money you all walked out on me! En-Fucking-masse!
Jack: Keep walking… keep walk–
Homeless: (Following) When you all walked out on me, my business collapsed! I went Bankrupt!!
Woman: Hurry Jack, he smells like pee!
Fade up Lotto649 Logo and “Play Responsibly” Tag
5 thoughts on “One For Rick Mercer, Again”
Isn’t that everyone’s dream after winning the lottery? Screwing over your boss and hoping their business will verge into bankruptcy?
Maybe it’s just mine.
your situation is far more likely to occur than those nonsenses which keep being reported in the papers: “we won twelve million dollars but we’re keeping our jobs as assistant janitors!”
…Or working at Tim Horton’s, from what I’ve been reading!
And as they walk away a bit further, they see the receptionist who blew her money on crack and is now a skinny crack whore who hangs out in front of our apartment screaming all night long…
Ha! I always wondered what would happen after a group-win like that…