Social? Social!

Monday 7 pm, Utrechtsestraat.

Three men in expensive suits walk down the street in search for a good restaurant. They are discussing their company's social endeavors and are in high spirits: this is what they really like to spend their time on. A beggar dominates the first street corner: cold, homeless, need 70 cents. Pockets are willingly emptied and coins change owners. A woman on crutches has defined her territory on the second street corner: magazine, foundation, drugs. Empty pockets are a lame excuse, aren't the men waring suits? Her time is expensive, what are they still standing there? When the men make their way further down she yells: at least we are working for a good cause! The third street corner comes into view, with yet another bum ruling there. After surviving another argument the three men settle for Thai and choose their starter and wine: the appropriate foundation for corporate social talk.