A Happy Discovery
If You Were A Cloud • Orange Juice, I Ordered
One Minute Wit
If You Were A Cloud
If you were a cloud, you would probably spend your day quietly drifting by while no one noticed your unique, ever-changing beauty.
Or thanked you for the relief your shade provided.
And you would probably only get noticed when you became stormy and rained on people’s plans.
Or if you were shaped like a giraffe riding a bike.
Bad Breakfast
Orange Juice, I Ordered
A beautiful morning, it was.
Hungry, I turned out to be.
To a restaurant, I did venture.
Out of the ordinary, nothing was.
The menu, I did look at.
An omelet, I did desire.
Hash browns, and wheat toast, the sides will be.
Orange juice to drink, when asked, I replied.
Order, I did.
Delicious, it was.
Satisfied hunger, it did.
“Everything good?” waiter did ask.
“Good, everything was,” I replied.
Surprised at my response, I was.
“Would you like to try some cherry pie for desert?”
Asked, the waiter did
“There is no try, only do.”
“Alright, I’ll bring a slice right away.”
Panic, I did.
Happening to me, what was?
Understand, I could not.
Pie, I did eat.
Check, I requested.
Examine the check, carefully, I did.
Shocking truth, I learned.
Orange Juice, I ordered.
Yoda Juice, I got.
Talk this way, I have, ever since.
Waiter, not wearing hearing aid.
Gone back, I have not.
Stock Photo Story
A Happy Discovery
Sarah had an important business presentation to make. When she opened her vanity, she discovered her deodorant was empty. She knew she would never make it through the meeting without sweating, so she pulled into the only place along the way, a gas station.
Now, buying deodorant at a gas station is always risky business, but she didn’t have a choice. She frantically scanned the aisles until she found a lone stick of deodorant on the shelf. It was called Happy Deodorant.
How weird, she thought. But beggars can’t be choosers. She bought the deodorant, and once inside her car, she put some on. It wasn’t unpleasant smelling. All seemed good.
During her presentation, Sarah was getting grilled pretty hard by the sales team. She walked over to the screen where her presentation chart was being displayed and reached up to a diagram at the top. When she did, Sarah caught a whiff of her deodorant and suddenly had an uncontrollable urge to smile. Sarah felt the stress leave, and she became happy. She didn’t know why at first, but then she remembered that the deodorant was called Happy Deodorant. The thought made her laugh.
Everyone gave Sarah a funny look. She didn’t care. She was happy. Her confidence grew, and the presentation was a huge success. Afterward, everyone complimented her on how she handled the presentation and how she made them actually enjoy a presentation for a change.
After work, Sarah went home, put on some more deodorant, raised her arm, and took a whiff. She smiled.
Every week after that, Sarah stopped at the gas station to see if there was any more Happy Deodorant in stock. When there was, she bought it all.
Sometimes life stinks, and sometimes it makes you happy. When it stinks, it’s time to apply some Happy Deodorant, just like Sarah.
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Happy Monday. Thanks for reading and commenting. You make it fun.
Mark
Deodorant, I have not. Happy, my wife is not.
Hilarious, you are.
Like your poem, I did.