Laughter! The Greatest Medicine of LIFE.
Medicine is poison, measured.
You don’t know the other persons dose response curve.
Without that knowledge, it’s just toxic, and you a poisoner.
With friends it can work, you know them. With strangers it’s just so much arrogance.
Ashamed! I will now walk my arrogant gait to Gate 45. Imprisoined in my Rx of poison I’ll take seat and comfort next to a total Stranger on A Plane, and strike up some old fashion, nutritional conversation. Remember conversations? They were all over the place, true unfiltered accounts of people’s interesting lives; and guess what? You didn’t have to plug them in.
Not today Satan.
Oh you Devil!
Agreed it’s a fairly jerk-ish thing to do. It’s why I’m not a prankster.
But I have to admit that if I had encountered one of these before reading this, I’d have found it quite amusing after trying to plug in one of my devices.
However, like most humour, it’s only funny when unexpected. Now it would just get an eye-roll.
I will feel sorry for him if he is caught and made to suffer some consequence. I hope I have cause to feel VERY sorry for him soon.
Hate. Hate. Hate.
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