Joe: “I told my girlfriend I get lost when I look into her eyes.”
Pete: “What did she say?”
Joe: “She said she isn’t reading too much into it because I lost in a large department store, a city park, and on the metro.”
Joe: “I told my girlfriend I get lost when I look into her eyes.”
Pete: “What did she say?”
Joe: “She said she isn’t reading too much into it because I lost in a large department store, a city park, and on the metro.”
Joe: “I remember the profound thought I had when I got my first universal remote.”
Pete: “What was it?”
Joe: “I thought, this changes everything.”
Joe: “My doctor told me I was going deaf.”
Pete: “How did you feel?”
Joe: “The news was hard for me to hear.”
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater’s been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or–
Huh? You say it’s mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
Joe: “I don’t like my son’s biology teacher.”
Pete: “Why not?”
Joe: “He has lots of skeletons in his closet.”
Joe: “My boss came by my cubicle and saw me staring out the window. He asked me what I was doing?”
Pete: “What did you say?
Joe: “I told him I was lost in thought and it was unfamiliar territory.”
Sometimes feeling good arrives in the strangest of ways. I like to go to the library to work on my blog. I am sitting at a table. Also sitting at the table is a young guy, college aged. He’s sitting on the other side of the table off to my right. We’re both working on our Macbooks. He started to take his glasses off to rub his eyes and a lens popped out. He was embarrassed. I said, “That’s happened a hundred times to me. We both laughed. I felt good. He felt good. Yes, life is good when we connect, even in simple ways.
Joe: “My supervisor asked me to put a joke on the first slide of the presentation.”
Pete: “How did it work out?”
Joe: “Apparently a picture of my pay check wasn’t funny.”