Third World Problems

by SAMUEL MILLER

(Setting: Somewhere in Africa. In a small settlement. Two boys, aged 17, are talking.)

Val: Hey, Eadric. What’s up?

Eadric: Sup, bro. How’s it hanging?

Val: Not good, bro. Couldn't get any water today.

Eadric: Ah, man, third world problems.

Val: For sure.

Eadric: I found some water, but it’s a little dirty.

Val: How clean is it?

Eadric: Prob’s got a few parasites in it.

Val: Third world problems, man.

Eadric: Yeah, but at least it is water.

Val: That’s true. Hey could I get a sip?

Eadric: Sure.

Val: Thanks, bro. Did you hear that Sally got Internet?

Eadric: Dude, she is so lucky.

Val: Yeah, we can barely afford food. She is so lucky.

Eadric: Third world problems, dude.

Val: Seriously. So, can you read yet?

Eadric: Small lines. I’m getting there.

Val: Same. Did you hear that Shaq read the entire Harry Potter series?

Eadric: Wow. I can barely Read Dr. Suess.

Val: Yeah, man. Third world problems.

Eadric: Yeah. Well, I gotta go man. Work.

Val: Same. See ya.

Eadric: Bye.