This folks is an honest to goodness, true story and explains the title of my blog perfectly.
Tonight I am prepping for bed and brushing my teeth (hygeine always comes first). Naturally, in moments like this, semi-silence, your mind starts to wander. My mind went to the fact that within the last 2 days I have spent 5 and a half hours commuting to work. I then starting thinking of new professions, what would be a great thing to do that makes everyone, including yourself, happy? Being an ice cream man (or woman) of course! I shall get me an ice cream truck. But ice cream trucks tend to annoy parents, they have to stop whatever they are doing, find money, make sure the kids aren't running out into the street. I need to please both children and parents alike with my mobile of happiness. So my ice cream truck will also have a fully stock bar on it. One creamsicle for the young, slightly out of control child, and a gin and tonic for the quickly aging extremely frazzled parent. It'll be perfection! But not everyone drinks, what could they use? Simple household amenities, toilet paper, milk, diapers...YES, YES, YES, no one likes having to run out and get them at the end of their long day. I shall also carry those on this fantastic invention!
It was then in all of my excitement that my toothbrush came flying out of my mouth and hit me in the left eye. Tooth paste burns you know. And so, I will have to drive my truck with a patch over my eye which will frighten the children. Rumors will spread as to what is behind that patch and no one will want to buy anything from me. People will be diving behind bushes, just so they don't make eye (singular) contact with me and I will be forced to go out of business.
This is how my mind works, all in a matter of minutes, a dream was developed and demolished.
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