Once upon a time, about ten thousand years ago--or so it seems, Phil and I were in a meeting with a head hunter in San Francisco. He was trying to convince us that Phil needed his service and he used the analogy of selling me a new clothes dryer.
"No thanks, I love my dryer," I said.
He extolled the new dryer's wonderful features. I was unconvinced. And then he said, "It has a red button."
"A red button?"
"Yes, a red button."
"What does it do?" I asked.
"Well, when the clothes are dry," he paused. I leaned forward in my chair. "You hit the red button and it folds the clothes for you."
"I'll buy it!" I said.
So, since I am still languishing in a pale and coughing sort of way, and have nothing of any interest at all to write about I am going to give you a red button.
What will your red button do?
Friday, December 5, 2008
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My red button will let me see Randy again. I yearn so to hear his voice and to see his gorgeous face. If he were here right now, I wonder what he would say to me.
Write it's own novel?
My red button would bring all my children to live close to me, so I could see them a lot and go to church with them.
(Or I could use it for fresh goodies whenever I wanted...)
My red button would help me find my missing ancestors!!
Ohh there are so many things I would want the red button to do its hard to pick one
So ... you know about TRBBTDDA, don't you?
I truly woould stop children from suffering.
it would be used for the most highest of jobs. Shower cleaning. It would make me so happy.
PS I don't mind the folding it is the putting away of the clothes I despise.
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