The only way to make sure that you get the last laugh is to be willing to laugh at yourself—and to be easily amused.
What funny story do you tell about yourself?
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The only way to make sure that you get the last laugh is to be willing to laugh at yourself—and to be easily amused.
What funny story do you tell about yourself?
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Once I went to a holiday party. Our organization had booked an entire floor of a nice restaurant. I wa all dressed up, and decided I could do without my glasses and look even better. During the walking around socializing bit before dinner, I felt hungry. Saw what I thought was a tray of hors d’oeuvres on a side counter–some liver pate, some cheese spread, and some solid cheese, with potato chips strewn around on the tray. I popped one of the chips into my mouth. Alas, that was the dessert tray. The spreads were mouses, the solid cheese was cheesecake, and the chips in my mouth were yellow rose petals. I was too embarrassed to let on what I had done, so I ate the rose petals.
I’m learning to use a cane when I’m in an outside environment. I often find myself using it in strange ways that are probably very unbecoming. For instance I was downtown at the street festival the other day and the rock band was rocking away with lots of energy! I walked across in front of them and couldn’t resist dancing and swaying to the music and swinging my cane round and round in the air! One the girls on the stage shouted down at me, “Hey lady, you don’t need no cane!” I thought I was the biggest show-off in town but it was fun!
Cute story. Gave me a smile.
Thanks, Margaret. So did your story tickle me!