“It was obvious to me as soon as I saw them,” Alan said. “They we’re just going to junk these old boats and use the wood for scrap, so I offered to salvage three of them at no cost and to convert their hulls into dwellings for the homeless.”
“What a terrific idea,” Jonathan said.
“I outfitted each one with two bedrooms, a bathroom with a shower, and a kitchenette,” Alan explained, “and a small common room with a dining table, a love seat, and two chairs.”
“Wow, that’s impressive,” Jonathan said. “So what happened?”
“I’ve invited members of the city council out here to take a look at these as prototypes, hoping that they would be as impressed as you are and give me a contract to make more in order to help address the epidemic of homelessness the city is trying to deal with.”
Alan sighed. “They weren’t interested.”
“Why the hell not?” Jonathan asked. “It’s brilliant. You’re addressing a serious problem by offering a better life for the homeless and giving a second life to these old boats.”
“Yeah, well,” Alan said, “the majority of the city council members are Republican.”
Jonathan shook his head. “Say no more, my friend. Say no more.”
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge prompt. Photo credit: One Big Photo.