I am determined to survive whatver debris life throws my way with my sense of humor intact. I'm a 52 year old woman with disabling MS and, after trying to fight it out by myself, have recently moved into a nursing home. This is the story of my effort to get through life while living here. My one talent and redeeming trait is that I enjoy writing nonsense verse, which I will share with you. all entries © Deborah Taylor, 2010 All rights reserved
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Joke
The meanie post reminds me of a story told by Seneca Foote (check out the link - He had a lot more hair when I knew him than he does in that picture!) to my Dad. He told this story way back when he was new at Nursing Home administration. The way he tells it, they had cantankerous old man at his Nursing Home who was never happy with anything. Seneca went up to him one morning and asked what he would like for breakfast. The man said he wanted two eggs - one scrambled and one fried. Seneca came back later and saw the man was sitting there with one scrambled and one fried egg. "Wow - looks like they got your breakfast just perfect," Seneca said. "No! It's horrible!" the man replied. Seneca was dumbfounded. "Look, it's one scrambled and one fried egg, just like you asked." "HMMPH!" the man said. "They fried the wrong one!"
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