A kind-hearted fellow was walking through the park and was astonished to see an old man, fishing rod in hand, fishing over a beautiful bed of lilies. “Tsk Tsk!” said the passerby to himself. “What a sad sight. That poor old man is fishing over a bed of flowers. I’ll see if I can help.”
So the kind fellow walked up to the old man and asked, “What are you doing, my friend?”
“Fishin’, sir.” the old man said. “Fishin’, eh? Well, how would you like to go get a sack and coke with me?” said the passerby.
The old man stood, put his rod away and followed the kind stranger to the cafe. He ordered a large glass of sweet tea and a hamburger.
His host, the kind fellow, felt good about helping the old man, and he asked, “Tell me, old friend, how many did you catch this morning?”
The old fellow took a bite of his burger and sipped his tea and replied, “You’re the second one today, sir!”
While out bicycling one day with my eight-year-old granddaughter, I got a little wistful.
“In ten years,” I began, “you’ll want to be with your friends and you won’t go walking, biking, and swimming with me like you do now.”
She shrugged, “That’s okay, because in ten years you’ll be too old to do all those things anyway.”
A Good Impression
A young doctor was just setting up his first office. His secretary told him there was a man to see him. The doctor wanted to make the man think that he was successful and very busy. So he told his secretary to show the man in and at that moment he picked up his phone and pretended to be having a conversation with a patient.
The man waited patiently until the conversation was completed. Once he hung up, the doctor asked, “Can I help you?”
To which the man replied “No, I’m just here to connect your telephone.”