Hi,
Here goes the Saturday Story # 6. This is the story of Big John.
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The Story of Big John
Anonymous
(Contribution by M Chandiramani)
One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage, started his bus, and drove off along the route. No problems for the first few stops, a few people got on, a few got off, and things went generally well. At the next stop, however, a big hulk of a guy got on. Six feet eight, built like a wrestler, arms hanging down to the ground. He glared at the driver and said, "Big John doesn't pay!" and sat down at the back.
The driver was five feet three, thin, and basically meek... Naturally, he didn't argue with Big John, but he wasn't happy about it. The next day the same thing happened -Big John got on again, said "Big John doesn't pay!" and sat down. And the next day, and the one after that, and so forth. This irritated the bus driver, who started losing sleep over the way Big John was taking advantage of his size. Finally he could stand it no longer.
He signed up for a body building program, karate, judo and all that good stuff. By the end of the summer, he had become quite strong; So on the next Monday, when Big John got on the bus and said, "Big John doesn't pay!" the driver stood up, glared back and screamed, "And why not?" With a surprised look on his face, Big John replied, "Big John has a Bus Pass."
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It has been my experience to view the irksome issues with a magnifying lens, allow my mind to work excessively on them, and presume their consequences in a disastrous manner, only to realise at some time later, that those issues were never a real problem. At times, the whole process appeared to be a big joke, and I had to laugh at myself for the way I made a mountain out of a mole hill. I am sure you too have had such an experience.
The Best for you!
With love and regards,
Siva
1 comment:
ha ha ha good one
Chander Mohan
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