Smiling people do less

 Smiling people do less and get more. 

Something to think about as you go through your day. A friendly smile can open doors when they are stuck. A friend of mine whenever he is at a restaurant or other place where people are serving him, always asks their name. Not only does he ask their name, he uses it with a smile. He always gets good service and he enjoys his time because he talks to them as if they have been friends for a long time.

He has the gift of making people feel comfortable when they are around him. How many of us have that gift? Those who don’t have it have to like me, work at it. I admit that it took me a long time to understand how to make people feel comfortable around me. That is a skill that is hard to develop if one is not born with it.

I learned from watching my friend when he interacted with others. One of the things that he does well is his ability to ask others questions about themselves that are not probing but show that he is really interested. He also listens well, which is a skill that not many of us have. If he asks a question, he waits and focuses on the answer. Many of us ask the question and then start to think of the next question before the first answer is given. I, at one time, was like that, now I wait for the answer and listen to what the other person is saying before I respond.

A good quality to have which helps others feel comfortable around you. When people are comfortable and your smile is genuine, you can get a lot done, very easily.

No way warden.

 Several years ago, Andy was sentenced to prison. During his stay, he got along well with the guards and all his fellow inmates. 

The warden saw that deep down, Andy was a good person and made arrangements for Andy to learn a trade while doing his time. 

After three years, Andy was recognized as one of the best carpenters in the local area. Often he would be given a weekend pass to do odd jobs for the citizens of the community and he always reported back to prison before Sunday night was over. 

The warden was thinking of remodelling his kitchen and in fact, had done much of the work himself. But he lacked the skills to build a set of kitchen cupboards and a large countertop, which he had promised his wife. 

So he called Andy into his office and asked him to complete the job for him. But, alas, Andy refused. "Gosh, I'd really like to help you..." He told the warden, "but counter fitting is what got me into prison in the first place!"

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A man comes running to the doctor shouting and screaming in pain. "Please doctor you've got to help me. I've been stung by a bee." 

"Don't worry;" says the doctor, "I'll put some cream on it." 

"You will never find that bee. It must be miles away by now." 

"No, you don't understand!" answers the doctor, "I'll put some cream on the place you were stung." 

"Oh! It happened in the garden in the back of my house." 

"No, no, no!" says the doctor getting frustrated, "I mean on which part of your body did that bee sting you." 

"On my finger!" screamed the man in pain. "The bee stung me on my finger and it really hurts." 

"Which one?" the doctor. 

"How am I supposed to know? All the bees look the same to me!"

Sex and good grammar

An oldie but a goldie.

On his 80th birthday, a man was given a gift certificate from his wife.

The certificate was for consultation with an Indian medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumoured to have a simple cure for erectile dysfunction.  The husband went to the reservation and saw the medicine man.  The old Indian gave him a potion and, with a grip on his shoulder, warned ‘This is powerful medicine.   You take only a teaspoonful, and then say:  '1-2-3.'   When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life and you can perform for as long as you want."

The man thanked the old Indian, and as he walked away, he turned and asked:  “How do I stop the medicine from working?"

"Your partner must say ‘1-2-3-4,' he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."   

He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom.  When she came in, he took off his clothes and said:  "1-2-3!"

Immediately, he was the manliest of men.  His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and asked:  "What was the 1-2-3 for?"   

And that, boys and girls is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition.  We could end up with a dangling participle.

 

It goes so fast doesn't it?

 At this time of our lives, we look back and realize that it all goes by so fast, doesn't it?

It seems that one minute you're here, and the next your wondering when you will not be here. We all have friends that are no longer here. They have passed. They are in our memories and we hold on to them so we will not forget, them or how they touched our lives. Many of us are not afraid of dying but we are, perhaps, afraid of being forgotten.

At the end of the day, do you have anything to lose by doing something new? Life is always challenging us, and we are all going to end up at the same spot. Some of us believe at the end of our journey, we go home, some believe we go to heaven and some believe that we just cease.  No matter what you believe none of us can escape that there will be an end to our journey.

As we enter the final legs of our journey, a careful life review might be worthwhile. My hope is that as you do this life review that you can jump up and down with uproarious laughter, and say, "O.M.G., my thoughts really did become the things I needed, I was there, and it was easy and I want to play again.

We know we cannot go back but as we move forward, we can remember the joy, the love, the faith we had in ourselves. We can promise ourselves that we will continue to believe in ourselves, we will feel the love and we will keep our faith in ourselves.