It was at a miniature golf course on a brutally hot day when I saw a father with 3 kids. “Who’s winning?” I asked cheerfully. “I am” said one “no, I am” said another. “No,” the father said “their mother is.
Vacationing in south Georgia, I picked up the local paper to check out the forecast. It read: Today: Sunny, 76. Tonight: not so sunny 66.
For her summer job, a teenager arranged interviews at several day-care centers. At one meeting, she sat down on one of the kiddie seats, no simple task for most people. The interview went well, and at the end, the day-care center director asked the standard question, “Can you give me one good reason we should hire you?” “Because I fit in the chairs.” She got the job.