Finding Good Help

One of my co-workers was in a 7-11 the other day. Standing at the counter was a young man seeking employment. Dallas has a low unemployment rate so convenience stores will take some rough characters.

The young man was wearing a knit cap. He also sported a nose ring. Not the bling bling type. He was wearing a full size hog ring between his nostrils. He said he was looking for a job that was close to his house so he could, “walk or unicycle to work.”

The man behind the counter gave him an application. Then the young man walked away into the night.

This begs the question: Was he really a unicyclist or a unicyclist impersonator? I don’t know which is worse.

This is why we can’t take ourselves too seriously. My grand father always says, “If you can’t laugh at yourself, then you can’t laugh at all these other clowns.” And who doesn’t laugh at clowns on unicycles?