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She
has never been called Ma’am before in her life. She doesn’t
like the sound of it. People who know her call her Vee Lee which
is her DJ name. Strangers usually refer to her as “Hey,” and
sometimes “Hey, you.” She approaches the counter slowly.
Behind it are five posters of Dr. Kcops with five of his success
stories. In each one he stands tall in his white robe, hugging
a smiling patient of a different color wearing a “professional” outfit
of a different challenging career. Something feels very wrong.
She can already smell disappointment. She remembers flipping through
Time Out New York two years ago, looking for her name in the DJ
lineup for a club listing when she discovered the feature article
about this place. Only then did she understand the neon sign she
had passed by so many times which had a tear drop in a red circle
with a red diagonal across. She used to think it was some type
of witty advertisement. The article spoke about a special eye doctor
that made a fortune from his patented chemical formula that made
people stop crying. The doctor was interviewed in the article and
spoke of how he was a graduate student at MIT, when one day sitting
in the lab, he accidentally mixed this chemical solution that dissolved
tears. The doctor immediately patented the formula and began exploring
its commercial applications. Today, there are five such Tear Stopping
labs in the world, one on each continent. The North American Lab
in New York was the first he opened (and by far his most popular),
and he still serves customers at the lab daily. The others have
four of his finest students presiding. The article ended on a tacky
note that persisted in her memory. The writer asked the doctor
how he even thought to try his solution on tears. The doctor replied
that he was working late at the lab one night, wondering how he
was going to pay back his graduate school loans when tears fell
from his eyes onto the lab counter (where drops of his solution
resided), and they instantly dissolved. Then the writer concluded
with some cheesy remark about how Dr. Kcops hasn’t cried
about money problems since. |
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