Don’t Be Evil, for Goodness’ Sake

“Spare some change, Ma’am?” a falsetto voice cut through the noise of the bustling mall.

The startled woman nearly dropped her gift bags on two diminutive men seated at a tiny table. “‘UNASEF,’” she read their sign aloud. “What’s that?”

“The Unemployed and Starving Elves Fund.”

“Unemployed?”

“That’s right, Ma’am. Millions of us, out of work.”

“You poor things!” she exclaimed, opening her purse. “What happened?”

“It all started when Santa bought a discounted technology patent from Google.”

“Shoulda seen it coming,” the second elf griped. “Last year, we gave all the good kids Internet-equipped glasses. This year, we’re unemployed.”

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