Thursday, November 15, 2007

Bad Day


A friend (he calls himself Daddy-O or Diamond Don or Dandy Don) at work says this in a random context of conversation. So we are just talking about this and that, nothing really, shooting the breeze, just passing time between calls. So he says, “You know what? Yesterday I bent down to pick up a dime and a quarter fell out of my pocket and fell down the sewer. That’s how my day went!” I don’t know why, but this has me rolling on the floor laughing. Thought you might enjoy something not deep and spiritual for a change.

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