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I’m a dog trainer. Before I met with a new client, I had her fill out a questionnaire. One question asked, “Why did you choose this breed?” My client responded, “I often ask myself this very same question.”
My son was born while I was serving abroad, so he was three
before we met. When I got home, I decided it was time for a little father-son bonding time. I bought him a
toy razor and invited him to “shave” with me. In the bathroom, I took
up my razor and started shaving.
I looked around to see how my son was doing. His foot was up on the side of the bathtub, and he was
running the razor up and down
his leg. So much for male bonding.
“Halt!” shouted our drill
instructor. He had noticed that, for the umpteenth time, a recruit kept going to his right on a left command. Our instructor approached the
directionally challenged Marine
and stomped on his left foot. “Now,” he said, “when I say ‘left,’ it’s the
one that hurts.”
“Has your son decided what
he wants to be when he grows up?”
I asked my friend. “He wants to be a garbageman,”
he replied. “That’s an unusual ambition to have at such a young age.” “Not really. He thinks that garbagemen work only on Tuesdays.”
During college, I worked on
a conveyor belt. One day, I was
on a blind date, and she asked me about my job. “I work at the end of a belt,” I said. With an ebullient smile, she asked, “Are you the buckle?”
Gauging from these exam
excerpts, my college dance students had better stick with pliés. “The costumes were vindictive
of the style of dance.” “I commend Bill T. Jones for
his acts of true kindness and
selfishness.” “Dancers must have long limps.” “At first, I had a hard time
understanding and interrupting
his movement.” “Savion Glover’s purpose is to cross all racial and ethical barriers with his dance.”
