Dinosaur Fossils
The stock market crashed. Clark is freaked out. He kept giving reasons for going back to the shop room, to listen to National Public Radio tell him when to load up on ammunition. I’ve never been laid off before. I wouldn’t know what to do. Clark says its nothing to worry about, and you can collect unemployment.
“But you gotta get laid off. You get fired, you get nothing. You quit, you get nothing.” So you just float your way through the job all day, just hoping the boss man says “see you tomorrow” at the end of the day.
But if not, “You just move out of your apartment, get yourself a P.O. Box for your mail and a bank account for the unemployment deposit, and you go out in the desert and search for Dinosaur Fossils!”
Apparantly a Saber Tooth Tiger skull is worth $100,000 on Ebay. I wonder what a T-Rex will get?
When I was a little boy, all I wanted to do all day was sit in the sandbox or beach and look for dinosaur fossils. Could I have the chance to fufill my childhood dreams? What kind of trial is this, to come in every day waiting for the bossman to hand you your check and release you from servitude? I wonder if that day will ever come.