Thursday, December 24, 2009


There once was a man, who barely lived to tell this story.
He woke and and said it looked like a good day. He turned on the water. The faucet broke. He called the plumber. He went to eat breakfast and his toast burned, his wife burned his bacon. His wife told him to bring home food. As he was leaving the door fell off. When he was driving, he got a flat tire. When he was changing it, he ripped his pants. He started the car and kept driving. The engine blew up. He started walking and the wind blew his hat away. He ran after it, but he fell into a manhole. He climbed out and bumped into a lamp post. A policeman yelled at him for denting the post. He was starting to think it wasn't such a good day. He hung his head and kept walking, but he didn't look where he was going at walked into a lady and spilled all her groceries on the sidewalk. They just happened to be eggs. Another policeman gave him a ticket for littering the sidewalk. He decided to go home. At least his day couldn't get worse. When he got home, his house was up to his waist in water. The plumber has spent all day finding new leaks. He said he'd come back the next day to fix them. His wife asked if he had brought home food, she wanted a hot meal. Of, course, he had forgotten, so they ate cold pickles for supper. As he was going upstairs to bed, he was so happy that he could rest and not another bad thing could happen. He got into bed. It broke.

Have you ever had a day like this?

If at the end of the day, you're bored out of your mind, you didn't go anywhere or do anything, but nothing bad has happened, be thankful for all the good days you've had.

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