Extreme Makeover: Special Genet Edition

I am often plagued by random and surreal visions which amuse me very much. Usually I keep them to myself or share them with a select group of people who I think will appreciate them and at some level understand their underlying meaning. I had one today...

The parking lot attendant at our office building is a semi-toothless man named Abraham. We have re-named him Abrahamster because he has the tooth thing going on, he's pudgy and strangely cute. The poor guy spends his entire day in a makeshift booth outside looking very bored. Occasionally, you can hear the strains of Eastern music coming from his HQ as he sings to try and keep himself awake.

Today, I pictured an over-enthusiastic crew of WASP renovators suddenly arriving and making over his booth. All they would know is that this man's name is Abrahamster, failing to realize it is a nickname. In their complete ignorance and superficiality they decide to run with the hamster theme to make Abrahamster's work environment 'fun', when really all wants to do is practise medicine like he used to back home.

The next day, we arrive to see an enormous hamster running wheel, a newspaper carpet and woodchips, a barrel of popcorn, a salt lick, bells hung from the ceiling and an elaborate straw mechanism for water. In the corner, looking absolutely cramped, baffled and embarrassed, Abraham tries to adapt to this "new normal" and regrets ever immigrating to Canada. The Extreme Makeover crew, however, feel totally self-satisfied and noble.