First off, I went back and read the old thread I first posted when I got out of the hospital April 12, and I reached a conclusion.....Damn there are a bunch of good people here, and I definitely include a number that I rarely agree with (Hi Juan! )
Secondly, to the point.....a true story about a "slice of life" event that still cracks me up.....(I hope I didn't post this before)
A couple of summers ago I was driving through one of the rougher areas of Saint John when I spotted a couple of kids with a lemonade stand in the parking lot of an apartment building. Being a sucker for kids, and a true believer in free enterprize, I pulled in and ordered my $.25 cup of lemonade from one little girl, probably 6 or seven years old............it was delivered forthwith in a styrofoam cup. I took a long drink, then little girl number two informed me "You have to give the cup back, it is our only one...."
While contemplating my chances of contacting odd diseases (already too late, so I'm finishing my drink) my car is approached by a young man of similar age to the girls. He is clad in camo t-shirt, and has a plastic M-16 rifle slung under his arm. Obviously this is the Lemonade Stand Security Dep't. Studiously ignoring the two girls, thrusting out his chest and fixing me with a steely gaze, he brags in his best man-to-man tone.... "I..... have a concussion!"
"Really!" says I, properly impressed, "How did you get that?"
He nods, acknowledging the fact that I have paid due respect to his manly injury, and explains proudly "I......smashed my head into a brick wall"
"That will do it", I advise him, "Every time"
Satisfied, he collects my empty cup and returns in to his friends of the gentler sex........I drive away laughing.......
I'm still laughing about it.
The kid will probably make a great armoured car guard some day..........