Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Good Young Joe

Today's Link
Scented Pixels

Today's Saying
Garden fairies come at dawn,
Bless the flowers then they're gone.
~Author Unknown

Today's Picture
My Mom

It is time for another elf story which begins as all good elf stories should:
Once upon a time in the strange land of make believe and let’s pretend there lived a fine young man. He worked for a huge discount variety store where everybody shopped while proclaiming it the very essence of evil. In that sense it was not at all like the world we live in where people who believe a store to be unfair to its employees, bad for the community, and just plain evil would never shop there just because the prices were low. But then this is the land of lets pretend and make believe so they do.
Joe , that’s the young man’s name being named after his grandfather, did not have a very important job. He was a stock boy and he just kept the shelves full. He was very good at his job.
One day, a very rich lady came into the store . Now she could have shopped at one of those big name electronic stores but she knew the television she wanted was cheaper here and she didn’t get rich by throwing her money away. Actually she didn’t get rich by saving money either. She got rich because her husband was a high paid executive at P.I.G. And in addition to his regular income he had gotten a million dollar bonus for helping to bring the company to the edge of bankruptcy and thus getting them all that wonderful government money. It was a big scandal. But she still had the money.
The rich lady got her diamond encrusted cell phone out of her purse and in the process a thick envelope fell out. She never noticed. But Joe did. He went over , picked it up , and found it filled with hundred dollar bills. He knew just what he had to do. He rushed after her hollering “ Lady, Lady, you dropped this.”
She was so happy she patted Joe on the head and told him how wonderful he was . But she didn’t give him a reward. She didn’t get to be rich giving rewards out of her P.I.G. money.
As Joe was leaving from work he was joined by a little man in a green suit who was wearing shoes that curled on the end.
“Joe”, he said,” I’m an elf and because you were so kind and so honest I am giving you one wish.
Now Joe was over joyed but he was a bright young man and did not want to just jump into this wish thing without thinking.
So he considered his possibilities.
He was lonely so he could wish for a beautiful girl that would love him.
But his house was small and children would come and that just wouldn’t work.
He could wish for a bigger house.
But then he wouldn’t need it because there would be no girl and with higher property taxes he might lose the house.
He could wish for a million dollars
But since the P.I.G. scandal the government was taxing all unearned bonuses and wish for money at 100%.
He could wish to be a great Rock Star.
But he hated rock music.
He could wish for a better job.
But he didn’t because he didn’t know how to do anything else.
He could wish to be more handsome and better dressed.
But he liked what he looked like now.
So he thought and thought and thought.
Finally he wished that Saturday when he went bowling with the gang each of his friends would bowl a perfect game. He liked it when they were happy.
Saturday night came and the unbelievable happened. All of his friends bowled a perfect game. He was so happy for them. They got their pictures in the paper and the local TV station came and interviewed them. And Joe felt really good.
One day soon after a new young lady came to work at the store, her name was Sue , after her Great Aunt with all the money. Joe fell in love with her and eventually they married. She had a big house so they sold Joe’s house and put the money in an interest bearing saving account so they would always have the money to pay the property tax on her house.
By the time the children started to arrive Joe had worked his way up to manager and everybody loved him.
Thus he lived happily if not for ever after at least for quite a while.
Moral– Some people really don’t need wishes to be happy.

News from Pigeon Falls
The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
Tammy and Tommy UK went to the museum after school last night. They lifted some finger prints off of the driblets. It seems that nobody had paid much attention to them when the room was visited. The important one’s were displayed on the walls in extra large size, so there was only one set of fingerprints that showed on all the driblets. Tommy UK asked Eino to send them to his friend at Homeland Security. There was something about the fingerprints that bothered Tommy but he wasn’t sure what it was.
Nothing seems to have happened at the museum last night but the engineer on the late train swears he saw the white rabbit out at Godon’s Crossing and it waved and winked. That doesn’t seem likely since it was in its rightful place this morning.
Tommy did suggest that the town set up a video surveillance system trained on the White Rabbit to end the speculation. It could be prepared to turn on and record when there was any kind of movement.
Mayor Trumble talked to Eino and they are making arrangements to have the camera installed.

Wrap UP
I got up tired this morning. There are days like that. It was a gloomy day. We didn't see the sun once but at least it was rain and not snow. I got the Bible Study posted to St. Mark's website. I visited and left comments on the blogs that visited me yesterday. My sister Chris called. That is a very rare occurance. Now I need a breathing treatment.


Blogger jinksy said...

That almost boils down to happy is as happy does - I like it!

4:13 AM  
Blogger Noe Noe Girl...A Queen of all Trades. said...

I like this story =)

5:44 AM  
Blogger PS (PSanafter-thought) said...

Great story. Well, not fiction, I guess. That's more real life than fiction.

6:21 AM  
Blogger Jill said...

Gotta love a story with a happy ending

7:10 AM  
Blogger aims said...

Amen to the story.

7:35 AM  
Blogger Cherie said...

In the words of Frank Herbert, "If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets." ;)

8:03 AM  
Blogger Melli said...

LOL! I LOVE that elf story! Tis true! Tis true! Blessings are so much better than fullfilled wishes!

Just when we thought that whole white rabbit mystery was solved and safely put to rest... it rears it's head AGAIN! Hmmmmmm.... those fingerprints weren't actually PAW prints were they?

8:03 AM  
Blogger juliana said...

what a great tale. if only things worked like that in real life...

9:57 AM  
Blogger Nessa said...

So that's the real secret - wish for perfect games for everybody else. Lovely.

10:09 AM  
Anonymous quilly said...

Your elf story reminded me of something I read recently, or heard on the radio -- or saw in my retirement port-folded-spindled-and-mutilated-io.

Oh, and that Tommy is a bright boy!

10:44 AM  
Anonymous Thom said...

So the saying be careful what you wish for is true. Wonderful story.

P.I.G. People Into Greed?

Here's hoping that the camera doesn't run out of film. Good thinking Tommy :)

11:52 AM  
Blogger Akelamalu said...

That's a great story and moral Dr. John. :)

12:37 PM  
Blogger The Old Fart said...

Maybe Blogger will let me post my comment now,

This is one of your best Elf Stories to date. If only more people were like Joe what a nice place this world would be.

To add to it the Rich Lady would also be in a BMW and have to cut my bus off and when driving by breaking the speed limit so as to not have my bus in front or her, She'd have the Cell Phone at her ear and her nose would be so twisted out of shape with that "Bad Smell" under it.

2:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love the moral to the story. Everyone should know a Joe! I want to hire him!

2:49 PM  
Blogger Jientje said...

Gloomy days make you feel more tired.
I hope tomorrow is full of sunshine!
And I SO loved your story.

3:44 PM  
Blogger Peter (Worldman): said...

The moral of your story is very true. And perhaps all these big shot getting bonuses for having driven companies into bankrupcy should read it, either by will or by force.

9:46 PM  
Blogger A Lady's Life said...

Re Elf Story it boils down to what goes around comes around.

Give a man enough rope and he will hang hmself.

If you do good, good comes back to you.

I think this is all true.

Patience is a virtue works quite well in life too.

Very nicely written. :)

8:42 AM  
Blogger Gary Rith Pottery Blog said...

but he hates rock music?????

1:08 PM  
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