SPPLHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLAAAAAAATTTTTT!!!
jaja ja jaja
I was the last person
to hop on
the packed County Bus
that takes us
from the Orange Parking Lot
to the Couthouse
for Jury Duty.
I had stopped by
the coffee shop
and took my typical
BIG ASS LIGHT ROAST
in a To Go Cup.
No seats left,
I was standing up,
one hand on the coffee,
the other on the upper rail,
my computer on my shoulder.
Well.
You know.
The bus took off
before I could get my footing,
but I had choices.
Let go of the coffee,
or let go of the railing,
snuggle the computer?
Since the driver turned
as he took off,
I lost control
of my choices.
The coffee shot up
then splatted
on the floor.
My ass landed
with my computer in tow,
on this sqooshy, bean-bag,
polyester wearing,
Michael Moore looking
State Worker,
I’m sure.
Everyone was waiting
for my response,
to figure out
how they would respond.
All I could do is
BUST OUT
laughing.
The entire busload
of dutiful jurors
BUSTED OUT
laughing.
It hit me.
Years ago,
before fucking fear
I would have
DIED of embarrassment.
The entire busload
of dutiful jurors
would have
DIED of embarrassment
for me.
We all giggled and smiled
the rest of the way
to the Courthouse.
Energy Attracts Energy.
Put out there
what you want.
Chances are you’ll get it.
Issue resolved. HE cares sooooooo much, like the most that anyone possible could care, and it is impossible for him to care less than this ultimate state of caring. Afterall, HE is Divine!