MONDAY´S CANCELED
AUTHOR: BENJAMIN GAVARRE
MONDAY´S CANCELED: FARCE. © 2026 by BENJAMIN GAVARRE is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0
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In a world where "Reality 4.0" threatens
to collapse and powdered water is the daily special, this play immerses us in
the most delirious bar at the end of time. "Mondays Are Canceled" is
a sharp satire that uses the theater of the absurd to reflect on our dependence
on social media, the voracity of hyper-capitalism, and the eternal repetition
of human errors.
Through a robot bartender with an identity crisis,
capricious millionaires, hiding pop stars, and a supreme leader who controls
destiny with a TV remote, the text invites us to laugh at the impending
catastrophe. Driven by fast-paced dialogue and highly improbable situations,
everything culminates brilliantly to the rhythm of the tango
"Cambalache." It serves as a hilarious reminder that, no matter how
many "Total Happiness" patches they try to install, the world was and
will always be a mess... but at least we can dance through it together.
Dramatis personae
- SPARKY: The robot
bartender who always says yes to everything, is oddly optimistic, and has
an obsession with offering chocolate or weird items.
- LENNY: The
know-it-all regular at the bar. Talks fast, tells bad jokes, and loves to
annoy everyone else.
- STERLING: A guy who
thinks he owns the universe, wears ridiculous clothes, and exaggerates
everything he does.
- THE BOSS: (Keeping a
low profile for now).
- BELLA BELLA: The
stunningly beautiful girl, highly intelligent, who knows how to make money
off anyone just by talking to them. (Speaks with a high-society diva attitude).
- JET: A famous,
over-the-top singer who faked his retirement to live on an island. Wears shiny clothes and can't stop
dancing.
Synopsis and Setting
A highly modern bar with a screen in the background
displaying absurd news. Sparky sweeps the floor to the rhythm of upbeat music.
Lenny is drinking a fluorescent green soda.
"BY OFFICIAL DECREE,
MONDAYS ARE CANCELED!"
LENNY: (Laughing) Perfect!
If they get rid of Mondays, what are people going to complain about on social
media now? Sparky, hit me with something strong!
SPARKY: A
glass of hot chocolate with chocolate chips and chocolate aroma?
(Enter BELLA BELLA, walking as if she were on a
fashion runway).
BELLA BELLA: Like,
totally great news. I literally never do anything on Mondays anyway. Now I'll
have more time to brush my hamster. By the way, my hamster was named Lenny,
just like you.
LENNY: Hey,
wait a minute! You can't name a rodent after me. I demand an apology!
BELLA BELLA: Listen
up, talking to me costs ten dollars a minute. You already owe me three dollars
and fifty cents. Pay up!
SPARKY: (Sweeping
Bella Bella's shoes) Confirmed. According to my robot calculations, love
is expensive. Warning: I am a machine and prone to errors; sometimes I confuse
a hug with a credit card swipe.
LENNY: What
a scam! I didn't sign any contract. I'm going to sue you for charging me before
I even finish talking.
(BELLA BELLA pulls out a toy gun and fires. A
little sign pops out that says "BANG!". LENNY throws himself to the
ground dramatically, stays stiff for a second, and then jumps up laughing. All
three laugh like crazy).
(Enter STERLING wearing a giant cap that says
"I AM THE BEST". He tries to sit elegantly on a swivel stool, but the
stool starts spinning rapidly while he talks).
STERLING: Make
way for the king of business! I bought this bar, I bought the street, and I
bought that robot. So everything you see is mine, and you, dear customer, are
included in the combo! (The giant cap falls over his eyes; he keeps
talking blindly and waving his arms).
LENNY: Careful,
Sterling. I don't have a price tag. I'm allergic to work and an expert at doing
absolutely nothing.
STERLING: (Smacks
the cap back into place) You look like you eat vegetables, and your
haircut is awful! Fired! Sparky, get me a drink that tastes like victory. Did
you see the news? I bought a floating island. It's beautiful!
SPARKY: (Serves
him a glass of glowing orange liquid) Would you like some chocolate, Mr.
Sterling? We have milk chocolate, almond milk, unicorn milk, and terrified
coconut milk...
STERLING: (Still
spinning on the stool, dizzy) Yeah, yeah... Give me whatever. My floating
island will have the best mini-golf courses in the world. I'll bring penguins
from Antarctica to be the waiters. It'll be a brilliant business, the best in
the world!
"STERLING BUYS AN
ISLAND AND PROMISES FRENCH PENGUIN WAITERS DRESSED AS PENGUINS"
LENNY: Look
at that! The world is turning into a very strange amusement park.
(Enter JET, doing exaggerated dance moves, wearing
dark sunglasses and shiny gloves).
JET: Ow!
Hee-hee! There's nothing better than being famous and living in hiding. Nobody
chases me for autographs anymore. (Suffers a funny tic, accidentally
moonwalks backward, and bumps into Sterling).
SPARKY: (Sweeping
up the glitter Jet is dropping) Autographs? We're all out, but we have
powdered milk, condensed milk, and powdered water to mix with powdered air.
JET: Give
me a black soda. Black goes with my shoes. I'm here to complain because
Sterling wants to use French penguins on his island. French penguins should be
free, they already suffer from personality disorders!
LENNY: Not
all of them, Jet, but you might... you shine so bright it makes me want to put
a lampshade over you.
JET: (Hiccups) Don't
you dare! Ow!
STERLING: (The
stool stops dead, and he almost falls on his head) Jet, you're late! I
already signed the papers with my beautiful, gigantic signature. You don't get
a say here, you just have catchy songs. If you keep bothering me with your
penguin defense, I'll kidnap you to be the DJ for my mini-golf course.
JET: I
will go of my own free will... I will go dancing... Hee-hee! I'll be the DJ,
and my music will make everyone dance until their pants fall off!
LENNY: Crazy!
Sparky, pour them something. I don't want to see anyone without pants.
SPARKY: (Hands
a totally full glass to Jet, who has to balance it so it doesn't spill). Here
is your ice-cold soda. We also have chocolate in case you change your mind...
White, dark, transparent, or invisible chocolate...
JET: You
confused me... Just give me a piece of cheese, the kind with holes in it.
SPARKY: Holes
are the best option, you are absolutely right! Here you go: a glass of
chocolate milk. Without holes.
"BOMBSHELL NEWS! THE
SUPREME BOSS MARRIED BELLA BELLA IN A SUPER LUXURIOUS WEDDING"
(Enter THE BOSS arm in arm with BELLA BELLA. The
Boss takes out a TV remote, presses a button, and at the same time, SPARKY and
STERLING do a super exaggerated military salute).
STERLING: Boss!
It's a miracle you've left your secret office. I saw you married Bella Bella
thanks to your billionaire inventor friend.
THE BOSS: That
inventor is just jealous of me because his rockets deflate and fall into the
sea. Besides, I've become a model citizen now, and I no longer pull heavy
pranks thanks to the love of my Bella. I am very, very loving. I'm the best
lover. (He taps Jet on the shoulder and gets his hand covered in shiny
glitter; he wipes it off on STERLING'S jacket).
LENNY: I
thought you were going to say "thanks to Bella Bella's massive bank
account."
THE BOSS: Watch
it, annoying customer. I've sent toy drones to throw pies for much less than
that.
LENNY: So
you're the one pulling the strings, Boss. Send the drone, but the pie will
probably explode in your own smug face. Brrrr. Donkey.
THE BOSS: This
guy is so witty I actually like him. Donkey to you, you're the DONKEY.
"TOTAL CHAOS! THE BOSS
TOOK A VACATION AND LEFT THE BUSINESS TO THREE MILLIONAIRES WHO HATE EACH
OTHER"
(SPARKY the robot starts malfunctioning. His arm
with the broom moves at the speed of an industrial fan, raising a cloud of
smoke).
SPARKY: Unicorn
milk... powdered water... Powdered water doesn't exist! Everything is a
hologram... System error! Initiating emergency menu: House Specials.
THE BOSS: Sparky,
make me a lemon soda!
SPARKY: (Ignoring
him completely) Coming right up, one mysterious lemonade! Or a pineapple
smoothie full of hidden taxes!
LENNY: Oof,
Boss, looks like your robot is dropping hints.
SPARKY: Strawberry
milkshake with secret contracts and extra charges no one understands.
STERLING: Turn
off that talking blender! My businesses are 100% illegal!
LENNY: Il-legal,
right? Nobody said otherwise, Sterling, you just told on yourself.
SPARKY: Cold
milkshake with a little beach umbrella, perfect for hiding your savings. Beep,
beep! We also have orange juice without the orange, served in a white cup of
black coffee.
BELLA BELLA: (Confused) I
just wanted a slushie with gummy bears, but, like, without being totally ripped
off.
THE BOSS: (Pressing
the remote control like crazy, but only managing to make Jet spin like a top).
Security code! Reboot the robot right now!
SPARKY: (Recovering
his friendly smile, but with a tic in his eye) Beep, boop! Hello, I'm
Sparky, your trusted bartender... Who wants chocolate? We have goat's milk
chocolate, coconut milk, Coconut in the milk or sour, sour, sour milk... Error!
Error!
(SPARKY drops a glass and it breaks into a thousand
pieces. The sound of breaking glass loops through the bar's speakers:
CRASH-CRASH-CRASH!)
LENNY: This
bartender isn't getting a tip, but I'll admit the show is great. Now I really
crave a cold lemonade.
"MAXIMUM ALERT! HUGE
LINES WORLDWIDE BECAUSE THE INTERNET WENT DOWN AND THEY RAN OUT OF BURGERS AND
FRIES"
THE BOSS: This
is very bad. I put down the remote for a few hours and look at the disaster.
I'll have to invent a new viral dance to distract everyone. Call my Korean
friend. (He trips over Sparky's broom and falls into STERLING'S arms in a
ridiculous dance pose).
STERLING: This
is a setup to make me look bad! It's a plot by my rivals!
THE BOSS: You
make yourself look bad, Sterling, you don't need anyone's help.
SPARKY: It's
being reported that social networks and video games have disappeared. They also
canceled TikTok and parents don't know what to do with their kids who are just
spinning and spinning... Anyone want chocolate? Boredom is unforgiving!
LENNY: My
dear Sparky... your circuits are completely fried.
BELLA BELLA: Someone
should seriously unplug him.
"THE WORLD IS LEFT
WITHOUT SOCIAL MEDIA. FRENCH PENGUINS HAVE DECIDED TO GO TO THERAPY"
BELLA BELLA: Told
you, honeybunch. If you don't pull the strings, everything becomes a total
mess. The world is going to be left without TikTok, without desserts, without
French waiters, and without fun.
LENNY: (Loudly
slurping with an infinite straw) You forgot to say without MONDAYS, queen.
That's the real danger. Next thing you know, Tuesdays will be over... By the
way, do we still have snacks? Because Tuesdays, frankly...
SPARKY: (Struggling
with his wires, starts handing out empty cups at top speed, slapping the bar as
if dealing poker cards) Chocolate for everyone! A storm of boredom is
approaching. The outside world has collapsed. Everything's gone to the dogs!
Care for a hot chocolate?
(PITCH BLACK. Only JET can be heard singing a very
sweet pop ballad while snapping his fingers and going Hee-hee. The screen glows
in the dark).
"THIS IS THE END! ALL
COFFEE SHOPS AND PIZZA STANDS HAVE EXPLODED. ONLY STALE HOT DOGS REMAIN"
LENNY: (In
the shadows) Ha, ha... Did the screen just try to make a joke?
STERLING: It
must be a hack by the billionaire inventor. Sounds like his kind of humor. I
don't know why he has a grudge against street food. I think some hot dogs gave
him diarrhea, poor guy.
THE BOSS: This
wasn't planned. I'll have to launch a contagious laughter computer virus...
Normal distractions aren't working anymore.
BELLA BELLA: Or
you could simply restart the system.
THE BOSS: Or
I could simply restart the system. You're a genius, BELLA
BELLA! (Excited) Sparky, send the order to the central server!
Factory reset and apply the Total Happiness patch! Urgent!
(An imposing computer voice is heard from the
speakers): REBOOTING SYSTEM! APPLYING TOTAL HAPPINESS PATCH!
(Suspenseful music and disco lights. All the
characters on stage, except LENNY, start vibrating intensely, imitating the
robot's malfunction. It looks like a very weird collective dance).
(Sudden silence. Very bright white light).
STERLING: I
insist this is a plot... I knew it all along... Everyone's jealous of me...
They are very mean... mmm... mmm... Hey! Why is my memory failing and I'm
talking like a baby? Blah, blah, blah...
LENNY: (Super
calm, looking at his empty glass). Wow, I ordered a lemonade and look what I
got... chocolate milk. Thanks, Sparky.
(Suddenly, a deafening thunderclap. The lights
flash red. An alarm says): "TOTAL COLLAPSE OF REALITY 4.0 SYSTEM".
(The customers stand up and spin in circles confused, some hug each other.
LENNY is the only one who remains seated, enjoying his drink).
(Dramatic pause).
SPARKY: (With
a very high and happy voice) Dear customers: update successfully
completed. "Artificial Peace" mode has been installed. The world is
pretty again. All the continents have merged into one giant island called HEART
HEART. Billionaires will donate their toys to children and the Supreme Boss
remains in hiding, though they say he fixed everything.
(Normal lights return).
LENNY: Bartender,
give me a juice...
SPARKY: (His
head falls to one side, hanging by a wire) Chocolate for everyone... with
goat... milk... Oh, my battery is dying... It was a pleasure... (Freezes
completely with one hand raised).
LENNY: Just
what we needed... Terrible service! I'll have to serve myself. And they don't
even have juice... (Jumps over the bar with great agility and pours
himself a drink). Hey, Sterling, can you talk properly now?
STERLING: (Babbling) ...
Yeaa… I now identify as a polar bear... I'm going to buy ice factories. All of
them. I'm the best at buying. (Gets on all fours and starts sniffing the
floor).
THE BOSS: (Pouring
himself a glass elegantly, ignoring Sterling) See? A perfect plan. Change
everything so everything stays the same. I am the greatest stage director in
the universe.
JET: Hey
guys, want me to sing a pretty song about world peace?
ALL: NO!
BELLA BELLA: Let's
sing something fun! The crazy robot song!
ALL: NO!
STERLING: Let's
sing the polar bear dance...
LENNY: (From
the bar, starts making a beat by tapping a bottle) Heart heart… Heart
heart…. Heaaaart Heaaaaart
THE BOSS: Stop,
please, drain him, shrink him, whatever... Don't sing, Lenny. The world is
complicated enough, but if you sing... That's...
LENNY: The
world has always been a mess, but it always knows how to reboot.
SPARKY: (Powers
on for a second, his eyes glow) Reboot... Activate... Year 3000... Lenny
is our new leader! He has the best jokes. Anyone want a soda?
BELLA BELLA: Lenny
our leader? Yeah, right. Lenny, you can sing Heart Heart... but give it that
Cabaret style... (Looks at Lenny, who winks at her while pulling a wad of
fake toy cash from the register).
LENNY: (Singing
with a huge smile) The world is crazy, crazy, I know it! Sing with me!
(They all grab each other's shoulders and start
dancing in a kickline. STERLING walks like a bear, JET does breakdance moves,
BELLA BELLA dances with sensual flair, and THE BOSS conducts the line with his
remote control).
ALL: (Singing
in chorus while the screen shows cartoon fireworks)
The world is a dumpster fire, oh yes it is,
Since the dawn of time, it's been in a tiz!
(SPARKY shoots a blast of colorful confetti over
everyone while the characters freeze in a super fun, theatrical final pose).
LENNY: (Sings
Heart Heart) Heart Heaaart... (And everyone slaps the back of his
head to shut him up)
ALL: Shut
up, buddy, shut up, please shut up, man... Shut up once and for all... SHUT UP.
LENNY finally quiets down and everyone resumes the
upbeat cabaret song:
The world is a dumpster fire, oh yes it is,
Since the dawn of time, it's been in a tiz!
We've got billionaires, phonies, and guys in a suit,
With a lot of bad ideas and no parachute!
From the year nineteen-six to the year two-thousand-ten,
We make the same stupid mistakes again and again.
But if the whole century is falling apart,
At least we can sing with a song in our heart!
We're rolling in mud and we're totally fried,
But what a hilarious, wonderful ride!
🎬 CURTAIN AND BLACKOUT!
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