"Death: half the fun is getting there."
-Merrill
Sunday, February 11, 2007
The Best Day of My Life
"How's your day going?" the cashier at the hardware store asked me yesterday.
"Well," I replied. "I guess this could be one of the best days of my life."
"Wow, something really great must have happened!"
"No, not really. I'm just buying some stuff, the sun is shining, the car's working great, I don't have a lot to do today, I had a nice breakfast, I'll be taking a dip in the pool this afternoon. It's the kind of day I've been working my whole life for, so I think this actually qualifies as one of the best days of my life."
"Hey I never thought about it like that before." she said. "That's a good way of looking at it."
"Yup."
"Well," I replied. "I guess this could be one of the best days of my life."
"Wow, something really great must have happened!"
"No, not really. I'm just buying some stuff, the sun is shining, the car's working great, I don't have a lot to do today, I had a nice breakfast, I'll be taking a dip in the pool this afternoon. It's the kind of day I've been working my whole life for, so I think this actually qualifies as one of the best days of my life."
"Hey I never thought about it like that before." she said. "That's a good way of looking at it."
"Yup."
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