Back when I had fun writing stuff....

I was looking at some of my old writings from back in the day when things were still in the night and my thinking cap started to twirl. I have decided to move a story or two here. Typo's and all:

February 23 , 2004
10 years of service
I'd like to talk about People understanding People. Like one man decides all around him r stupid and hes the brilliant one. Poor Wilbur has reminded me with his saying to an annoying Man with which he can't get along
*You may know your books sir, but you know nothing about
people!* Yes we must all work a bit harder on being understanding of all people, all walks of life, we are none of the same,, We as individuals are what makes this earth so darn interesting....

There we all were, working when the boss called us all to hear his announcement. We stopped what we were doing and gathered around.
*I'd like to say "says Mr J" that Wilber has just had his 10 year anniversary here at this place of employment. "Thank you Wilber, yadda yadda yadda.." He hands Wilber a letter of recognition. Wilber says thank you and all the co-workers applaud.
Remember, that good ole' Wilber can't see so good and he didn't even read his letter, He just laid it on the table and went on back to work. So I took the liberty to gaze over an sneak a peek at it and saw that he would be getting a small bonus check.
So I told Wilber the good news. Well let me tell you that Wilber was delighted and spending his money in his mind right at that very moment.
The kicker here is Dear ole' Betty. I think she comes from somewhere deep South. Not stupid mind you , she just doesn't think first.
Anyway, She says " Wilber! Oh My Gosh, this is the first time anyone was ever recognized like that , I think you should bring Mr J out to dinner, for being so nice"
Oh for goodness sakes I thought, Mr J was near enough to hear that silly comment. It's not as if the money came from his pocket.
Well, Wilber is so kind hearted, I'm sure if I hadn't have said something, Wilber would have asked Mr J and wife to dinner at some fancy restaurant.

BUT thanks to me, I intervened and said " GOODNESS BETTY" Poor Wilber has been working for peanuts here for an entire 10 years, they finally give him enough cash to pay his gas bill , and YOU want him to take Mr J out to dinner? GEZZZZZZZZZZZ