Kind people are the best kind of people.
I have been a little more sluggish these past few days than normal. My rear end has been dragging so much I am considering the purchase of Teflon coated pants. My team of Doctors are working on adjusting my daily mix of medical potions to assist in my rejuvenation. I hope it won’t take too long as I really need to get back into the swing of things.
One of the things I like to use at times like this is antidotes for the blahs and here is one of my all-time favorites. I want to grow up to be like this boy so that folks will say when all is said and done “He cared.”
Two Nickels and Five Pennies In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?”
“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it. “How much is a dish of plain ice cream?” he inquired.
Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient. “Thirty-five cents,” she said brusquely.
The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies – her tip.
Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.
James Matthew Barrie
At the pub, a little blonde guy exchanged words with a big bald guy, and it looked like they were about to go to blows. “You’ve got a lot of nerve for such a shrimp!” snarled the big guy.
“Look, you big jerk,” barked the little blonde guy, “I’m not scared of anybody, or anything! I come from a long line of jumpers. My great-grandfather jumped with no parachute from a balloon. My grand-father jumped without a ‘chute from a biplane.
My mother and father both jumped from a jet. And tomorrow, I jump from a rocket!”
“You’re crazy, you little twerp,” said the big guy. “You could be killed!”
“So what?” said the little blonde guy. “I have no family!”
“What’s going on in the inside shows on the outside.”
David wasn’t feeling well and so he went to the doctor to get himself checked.
After a thorough examination, the doctor said, “Well David, based on my examination, the best thing for you is to cut out all sweets and fatty foods, give up alcohol, and stop smoking.”
“I see,” said David. “Well, to be honest with you Doc, I don’t deserve the best. What’s the second best?”
Middle age is when you know your way around but don’t feel like going!
A woman was at work when she received a phone call that her daughter was very sick with a fever. She left her work and stopped by the pharmacy to get some medication for her daughter. When returning to her car she found that she had locked her keys in the car. She was in a hurry to get home to her sick daughter.
She didn’t know what to do, so she called her home and told the babysitter what had happened and that she did not know what to do. The baby sitter told her that her daughter was getting worse.
She said, “You might find a coat hanger and use that to open the door.”
The woman looked around and found an old rusty coat hanger that had been thrown down on the ground, possibly by someone else who at some time or other had locked their keys in their car. Then she looked at the hanger and said, “I don’t know how to use this.” So she bowed her head and asked God to send her some help. Within five minutes an old rusty car pulled up, with a dirty, greasy, bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag on his head.
The woman thought, “This is what you sent to help me?” But, she was desperate, so she was also very thankful.
The man got out of his car and asked her if he could help. She said, “Yes, my daughter is very sick. I stopped to get her some medication and I locked my keys in my car. I must get home to her. Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?”
He said, “Sure”. He walked over to the car, and in less than one minute the car was opened.
She hugged the man and through her tears she said, “Thank You So Much! You are a very nice man.”
The man replied, “Lady, I am not a nice man I just got out of prison today. I was in prison for car theft and have only been out for about an hour.”
The woman hugged the man again and with sobbing tears cried out loud, “Oh, Thank you, thank you, God! You even sent me a Professional.”
I believe in honesty and integrity. Someone asked me what I would do if I found $1 million in the street. If it belonged to a poor person, I’d give it back.
A young man was sitting next to me in one of the two “husband chairs” in a ladies’ clothing store.
After 30 minutes and five outfits, the fellow’s wife came out of the change room again.
He looked at her and immediately said: “That looks good on you. Get that one.”
“Honey,” she replied, “this is what I was wearing when we came in.”
If you are too busy to laugh, you are too busy.
If you live in a low-lying area, you should have an evacuation route planned out. (To determine whether you live in a low-lying area, look at your driver’s license; if it says “Florida”, you live in a low-lying area.)
The purpose of having an evacuation route is to avoid being trapped in your home when a major storm hits. Instead, you will be trapped in a gigantic traffic jam several miles from your home, along with two hundred thousand other evacuees. So, as a bonus, you will not be lonely.
Of course these are just basic precautions. As the hurricane draws near, it is vitally important that you keep abreast of the situation by turning on your television and watching TV reporters in rain slickers stand right next to the ocean and tell you over and over how vitally important it is for everybody to stay away from the ocean.
Good luck, and remember: It’s great living in Paradise
When you can be the sunshine in someone’s life, or the warm rain, why would you be the cold north wind?
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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