Showing posts with label HUMOR. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HUMOR. Show all posts

Friday, July 27, 2018

SHAKE MY SILLIES OUT


Let’s have some fun. 

Let’s follow along as Raffi sings his terrifically relaxing and freeing song (intended, I think, for the child in each of us) “Shake My Sillies Out!”

“Gotta shake, shake, shake my sillies out
Shake, shake, shake
my sillies out
Shake, shake, shake
my sillies out
And wiggle my waggles away

I gotta clap, clap, clap
my crazies out
Clap, clap, clap
my crazies out
Clap, clap, clap
my crazies out
And wiggle my waggles away

I gotta jump, jump, jump
my jiggles out
Jump, jump, jump
my jiggles out
Jump, jump, jump
my jiggles out
And wiggle my waggles away

I gotta yawn, yawn, yawn
my sleepies out
Yawn, yawn, yawn
my sleepies out
Yawn, yawn, yawn
my sleepies out
And wiggle my waggles away!”

Don’t we all need that? It has the perfect ingredients for well-being: it’s inspirational for the soul, healthy for the body, and rejuvenating for the mind.

I could say so much more about how we can carry those feelings and thoughts into our day today. But I think I’ll say only this:

Waggles are everywhere.
If you can’t shake them out,
Clap them back.
If you can’t clap them back, 
Jump all over them.
If you can’t jump on them,
Yawn.
It will frustrate the heck out of them and they’ll slink back to where they came from.

Because they’re sillies.
Not to be taken seriously.

Monday, January 14, 2013

MERRY IN THE MIDDLE


Recently Michael Fox (maginethepossibilities.netposted a wonderful blog challenging readers to consider the human condition as one about which we might cheerfully consider and merrily communicate.  Here are some excerpts:

“The most valued court jesters knit foolishness with uncommon insight. Satire and other tools of their trade allowed jesters to communicate difficult truth--even criticism--of the behavior and policies of the king and his court when others were stilled by fear. Though some regarded the jester as a bit "tetched" in the head, others reckoned him to be inspired by God.

The court jester illustrates the power of "old soul" humor and wisdom when artfully balanced--an uncommon amalgam that reflects Jesus' own distinctive fusion of grace and truth (John 1:12, 14).

But, when popular culture promotes humor that's sordid and sarcastic, how might old soul humor show up?

One, old soul humor--in contrast to the condescension of much of contemporary humor--is often an expression of humility and self-deprecation. The court jester was willing to play the fool rather than imposing the role upon another. Those who wield old soul humor can witness of the profound while paradoxically not taking themselves too seriously and--at the same time--disarm their opponents. Philosopher Soren Kierkegaard went so far as to suggest, "Laughter is a type of prayer." Author Terry Hershey commented on Kierkegaard's observation, "...with laughter, we give up our need to control, or manage or manipulate."

Two
, old soul humor is inclusive; it tends to make others feel among "those who are in the know"--restoring a sense of power to the sorrowful and the oppressed. By contrast, sordid and sarcastic humor typically isolates its targets.

Three
, old soul humor is grounded in truth. Like wisdom itself, it's a product of knowledge and uncommon discernment. The greatest humorists--from slapstick to satirists--have been astute observers of the human condition and relationships. Familiar with people and patterns, they can, therefore, identify unexpected connections, incongruities, ironies--the very stuff of humor.

Old soul humor--unlike its crude cousins--is tantamount to humility, empathy, and truth. Might old soul humor then be just another expression of wisdom?”


After considering Michael’s proffered framework of “old soul humor” as “inclusive” and “an expression of humility and self-deprecation,” I responded:


Michael-

I loved this piece. The type self-deprecating humor of which you speak was the grist which sweetened the media mill of the 30- 50s. Actors and actresses were reserved on and off screen and reasonably paid. Studios encouraged and nurtured their stables of talent and made sit coms, serials, talent showcase programs and movies which ranged from interesting to thrilling or even sensational while invoking higher values both of onscreen and audience participants. Game manufacturers appealed to our senses of fun or intrigue. Destination venues such as amusement parks and resorts provided relaxation, entertainment, and good, clean family fun.

In our personal and business lives we mimicked this decorum in our attire, our entertainment of and gatherings with friends, our parental guidance, and our general moral compass. Funny was not derisive. Scrupulous was not cynical. Satirical was not sarcastic. Disagreement was not destructive. Promotion and achievement were applauded in others. Attainment of middle class stature was an end unto itself, not a launching pad fueled by greed. In fact, friends and family assisted each other with a hand up so that all may enjoy a living wage, a happy home, and a secure future.

Are we happier in our 10,000 square foot homes than we were growing up in 1,500 square feet? Do we laugh more with 7-figure salaries than we did with 5-figure ones? Does a company whose top 3 executives each make more than any one of their entire departments' salaries make the world a better place than those factories whose managers made a premium wage, but not an obscene one, so that hundreds more may be gainfully employed?

I don't think so.

Thanks for reminding me why, when Golden Globes are being handed out to movies filled with violence, greed, and darkness, my DVR is filled with timeless titles such as
Spellbound, Last Time I Saw Paris, Royal Wedding, It's A Mad, Mad, Mad World, The Great Race, Old Acquaintance, Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, Magnificent Obsession, I'll Cry Tomorrow, League of Gentlemen, The Detective, The Prisoner, A Man's Castle, Force of Arms, and The Prowler.

And so I conclude with 3 questions to readers of this blog.  After reading my exchange with Michael: What tickles your funny bone?  What informs your conversation style?  What’s on your DVR?

Thursday, October 18, 2012

HIGH EFFICIENCY


My friend Linda and I are both particular about laundry.  The nice, fresh smell of clean clothes makes us proud to hand them off to our loved ones (okay, call us weird, but I suppose something has to offset the reality that laundry never goes away, and seems always to be staring us in the face… so ‘better a friend than an enemy’ has become our motto!)

I have been using CleanSmell fabric softener for over 10 years.  The CleanSmell company is all about clean… they have a clean website, clean packaging, clean samples they throw into each order to make the box smell clean when you open it… even clean smelling names for their array of scents. 

For instance, who can reject Basil Blue Sage, Crimson Pear Ginger, or Lavender Pine, and the images that these combinations of elements conjure in your mind?  Continuing on through their scent menu, as we begin to see familiar herbs and spices combined with names we don’t even recognize, we encounter yet cannot resist Ginger Pomelo, Sea Salt Neroli, Mandarin Vetiver, and Palmarosa Wild Mint.  And finally we encounter Sweet Pea, Balsam Fir Plum and and Vanilla Quince Santal... sure, we can admit to not having a clue as to what those might be, or we can see it as another CleanSmell adventure, take the plunge, and buy them.

And buy them I do, and have, over the years.  Scent names have become more exotic, that’s true, but the pleasure of the wonderful smells my clean laundry produces remain a constant in the sometimes-topsy-turvy life we live.  Linda also experiments with various fabric softener scents, and in fact surprised me this past week with a bottle she had found while shopping for something new in the world of scents.  Afraid it was not usable in our new, high-end, “High Efficiency” washers, however, she asked my opinion. 

Readers must understand that Linda and I are careful about purchases, and consult on everything from the cost of our cell phone and satellite TV packages to possible savings on face cream.  But our laundry must scream clean, clean, clean, so within the past year we have each taken another plunge and purchased identical washer/dryer combos that must be described.  The washer has an enormous tub that shines so bright that you can fix your makeup in the mirror-like reflection when you peek inside.  It has no agitator, just a welcoming cavernous opening patiently awaiting the opportunity to gently urge the dirt out of your clothes with a loving movement that replicates the lullaby-like motion of an ocean liner.  The customized washing cycles allow hundreds of combinations of soak, spin, rinse and I believe there’s even a caress cycle (or was I imagining that when I heard, or didn’t hear, the machine washing clothes the other night?)  Then the dryer opens up its door to facilitate the great exchange of clothes nearly dry already from the rapid spin cycle the washer has performed as the clothes, and the operator, are offered any number of choices as to how to get dry and ready to pop onto a hanger (perhaps without even requiring an iron!)  The mental gymnastics presented over whether a windbreaker worn only for a few minutes requires “Steam Fresh,” or “Sani-Fresh” is about the toughest part of owning this magnificent home laundry set!

So here stands Linda in my kitchen with a bottle of “Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash” which she has bought for $7.99.  It does not say “HE” and she is understandably afraid to contaminate her washer, whose manual has stringent alerts about the use of only “high efficiency” laundry products.  The bottle was immediately recognizable as the same one used for my CleanSmell fabric softener, but at half the price I was certain it was an inferior product.  However, I was not even sure that CleanSmell met high efficiency standards, and having checked a bottle and found no “HE” designation I decided to find out.  Linda left the bottle with me and I went to work.

First I Googled Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash, went on their website, and sent a message to their Customer Service Department:
“My new washer requires High Efficiency (‘HE’) laundry detergent and (I presume) fabric softener.  Do you sell either product in ‘HE?’ Thanks.”

Then I shot off a similar email to CleanSmell:
“I have a high-endwasher requiring High Efficiency (‘HE’) laundry detergent and (I presume) fabric softener. I notice that your fabric softener now says ‘HE formula.’ I still have fabric softener left over from my last order. Is it also HE?  Thanks.”

I waited a few days for a response, and got it today.  I’ll pick up the story with the email I just sent to Linda:

WOW!  Today I got 2 emails in my inbox from "Alyssa..." and I'm thinking, "I don’t know anyone by that name!" So I open the first, in response to my Miss Laudry’s Clean Wash question (see below):

Greetings,
Thank you for your interest in Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash, and for taking the time to contact us. All of our Laundry Detergents and Fabric Softeners have been formulated for use both with high efficiency and commercial washing machines. I hope this information is helpful. Please let me know if I may be of further assistance.
With clean and kind regards,
Alyssa
Customer Service Representative
Toll Free: 877-223-2323
CleanSmell / Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash

Then I open a second email, in response to my CleanSmell question:

Greetings,
Thank you for your interest in CleanSmell, and for taking the time to contact us. All of our Laundry Detergents and Fabric Softeners have been formulated for use both with high efficiency and commercial washing machines. I hope this information is helpful. Please let me know if I may be of further assistance.
With clean and kind regards,
Alyssa
Customer Service Representative
Toll Free: 877-223-2323
CleanSmell / Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash
alyssa@cleansmell.com
www.CleanSmell.com / www.misslaundrys.com

Only then did I realize each email had both company names... CleanSmell / Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash... and the same telephone number, email address, etc.

Had I been buying Miss Laundry’s in a CleanSmell bottle for 2x the price??

Alyssa-
I sent a separate email to CleanSmell and Miss Laundry's with the same question, and you responded to both. Are CleanSmell and Miss Laundry's related companies?

Greetings,
Thank you for your response. CleanSmell and Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash are, in fact, sister companies. I hope this information is helpful. Please let me know if you have any further questions.
Kind regards,
Alyssa
Customer Service Representative
Toll Free: 877-576-8808
CleanSmell / Miss Laundry’s Clean Wash
T: 612-436-7401
F: 612-371-9995
alyssa@CleanSmell.com
www. CleanSmell.com / www.misslaundrys.com

DUHHHHHH!!


Please come help me wipe the egg off my face!!!
LOL!!

Thursday, July 26, 2012

252 PICTURES


252 PICTURES

I finally convinced my friend John that he needed to join the 21st century and swap out his analog flip phone for a smartphone.  (Verizon had one for $29.99 after rebate, for crying out loud!) After some tech-gumshoe advance work on my part, we arranged to meet at the Verizon store on the very day his contract was up for renewal and he was eligible for an upgrade.  For those of you in the position of being the most technologically inclined person in your circle of friends, here are some gumshoe tips I used in my ploy (and pay attention to how the story unfolds… this is not an undertaking for the weak of heart or short of patience).

SCHENE ONE: ON THE PHONE WITH JOHN’S WIFE HEIDI
“John needs some help.  Maybe he needs an IPad or a Kindle, and he definitely needs a new phone. Will you help him?”

“Each of those devices has a different purpose, and some capabilities overlap.  What is he trying to do?”

“Well, he wants to search the Internet and his computer is old and slow.”

“So do you think he would be happy using a phone to search the Internet?  It’s a small screen, but it’s portable and convenient, and fast for searching the Internet, and of course you can make calls with it.  But if he’s also considering an IPad, and you’re even talking about a Kindle, this will get pricey!  Let’s try and isolate what he needs most and how he’ll use it.  Is his phone clear? Does it drop calls?”

“His phone is terrible.  It’s old fashioned, he can’t put names in it, and it has bad reception.  He loses calls all the time.”

“And what about the IPad or Kindle?  Where did those ideas come from?”

“My daughter has a Kindle and she showed me how to search the Internet with it.  I liked it and I may want one, too.”

“Well, you know, a Kindle is a type of book-reader.  Are you interested in reading books on it, and do you think John would be?”

“Yes, although John doesn’t read very much.  I really read more than he does.”

“Okay, then.  An IPad can be a book reader and can search the Internet and a lot more.  Did you or John ever use Skype?”

“Yes, and I’d like to have that.”

“Back to the smartphone… it does almost everything the IPad does, and can make face-to-face calls like Skype does as well as ear-to-ear calls.  And it can function as a book reader.  It’s much smaller, of course, but that makes it fit in your pocket.  I think you both need to think about one or the other as a major expense, then we’ll shop according to your budget.”

“Please call John and show him your phone.  That will get the ball rolling.”

“Okay.”

[NOW I STARTED THIS STORY BY TELLING YOU THAT “I FINALLY CONVINCED MY FRIEND JOHN TO BUY A PHONE,” WHICH ADMITTEDLY DOES NOT CORRELATE TO HOW THIS WHOLE THING STARTED… BUT HANG ON.  YOU’LL SEE HOW, DESPITE THE FACT THAT THIS IDEA WAS ORIGINALLY HEIDI’S, IT SOON BECAME MY MISSION].

SCENE TWO:  ON THE PHONE WITH JOHN
“Hi, John.  Heidi tells me you might be interested in a new phone, and maybe a Kindle.”

“I don’t need a new phone.”

“I thought she said you were having trouble with terrible reception, dropped calls…”

“There’s nothing wrong with my phone.  I get good reception.  It’s fine.”

“Well, she also talked about a Kindle, and how you might be thinking about how to search the Internet.”

“I have a computer.  It’s fine for the Internet.  What’s a Kindle?”

“It’s a device about the size of a small notebook that lets you download and read books electronically.”

“I don’t read much.”

“Maybe that’s because books are cumbersome and costly.  And Heidi thought you would like to be able to search the Internet from wherever you are.  A Kindle or even a smartphone could do that.  In fact, she even mentioned an IPad.  We could talk about that as an option.   I can show you mine and how many features it has.  Come over and we can discuss all these devices and what they do.”

“I’m not sure I want any of these.”

“Why don’t we start with the phone?  If yours is as old as Heidi describes, you probably qualify for an upgrade and a newer one would be cheap.”

[BINGO.  AUDIBLE VOICE INFLECTION.]

“Okay, I’ll be over.”

[CLEARLY MY COMPETITIVE JUICES HAD KICKED IN.  WHY ELSE WOULD I WANT SO BADLY FOR THIS MAN, WHO CHARACTERIZED HIS 15-YEAR-OLD COMPUTER AND 5-GENERATION-OLD FLIP PHONE AS “FINE,” TO DIVE INTO TECHNOLOGY THAT WOULD NO DOUBT PUZZLE HIM, SURELY FRUSTRATE HIM, LIKELY MAKE HIM A DAILY CALLER SEEKING MY HELP, AND POSSIBLY TURN THESE DEVICES INTO DUST-GATHERING TOKENS?  WAS I NOT SEEING THE DANGER OF ONE-STEP-FORWARD TURNING INTO TWO-STEPS-BACK?!]

SCENE THREE:  AT MY HOUSE
“Where do you want to start?”

“Let me see your Kindle.”

“Here it is.  See how light and convenient it is?  I can lie in bed on my side, read it and turn pages with one touch, and even change the font size if my eyes get tired.”

“What does it cost?”

“Well, this one is about $100 - $150 with a warranty and cover.  But it doesn’t search the Internet.”

“I don’t care about that.”

“Well of course you search the Internet, and it really is much more convenient to be able to do that at your fingertips, wherever you are.”

“What do I need to do that for?”

[WHAT NORMAL, LEVEL-HEADED PERSON WOULD GO ON?  JOHN REMEMBERS BLACK AND WHITE TV AND PARTY LINES.  THIS TALK WE’RE HAVING SOUNDS LIKE TECHNO-JARGON TO HIM.  I NEED TO STOP.]

“I don’t use this for the Internet… just to read books.  And without a cover or warranty, Amazon has a special for this Kindle at $79.”

[BINGO.  NOTICABLE EYE FLICKER.]

“Okay, buy me that and I’ll give you the money.  You can get me “Killing Lincoln.” 

[TIME FOR A HIGH-FIVE AND A WALK TO THE DOOR, RIGHT?  NOPE.  I’M NOT THAT SMART.]

“Why don’t we meet over at the Verizon store and see if you’re eligible for an upgrade.  We can look at the phones you’d be able to buy cheap.”

“Okay.”

[I REACH OUT TO DAN, JOHN’S SON, WHO IS ON BOARD BUT SKEPTICAL.  HE INSTALLED A ROUTER ON A RECENT VISIT THINKING THIS WOULD PAVE THE WAY FOR WIRELESS DEVICES, BUT JOHN INSISTED HE REMOVE IT BEFORE LEAVING. L]

SCENE FOUR: THE GUMSHOE AT THE VERIZON STORE TIPPING OFF NICE-GUY-SALESMAN NICK
“Hi, Nick, I am waiting for my friend John who is looking for a possible upgrade from a flip-phone.  He’s a bit resistant, but I’ve spoken to his wife and son and we all think he’d be convinced if he could see a smartphone and its features.  He’s an avid sports fan, a proud grandfather, and enjoys corresponding with his kids who live across the country, so the ESPN app, the camera and photo gallery, and email might really be selling features.  Here he comes now.”

“Hi, John.  This is Nick, who is ready to help us.  Nick, this is my friend John, and he is interested in a possible phone upgrade.”

[AFTER GETTING JOHN’S PHONE NUMBER, NICK INFORMS US THAT AN UPGRADE WON’T BE AVAILABLE FOR 10 DAYS.  ON THAT DATE, WE PROMISE TO RECONVENE, AND AS WE TURN TO LEAVE TOGETHER, JOHN HANDS HIS PHONE TO NICK.  I AM HOPEFUL AND EXCITED THAT HE MAY BE ASKING ABOUT WHAT A SWAP WOULD MEAN IN ADDED FEATURES, BENEFITS...]

“Nick, do me a favor.  Change a number in here for me.”

[I AM NOT SMART ENOUGH IN THIS MOMENT TO REALIZE THAT JOHN SEES THIS SALESMAN AS A SERVICE ASSOCIATE WHO CAN MORE READILY NAVIGATE THE TAP-TAP-TAP ALPHA NAME CHANGE FEATURE MADE FAMOUS IN 1990.  NO, I SEE THIS AS AN OPPORTUNITY.]

“Watch, John… I’m changing the same number on my phone.  Here. See how easy it is compared to what Nick is doing?”

[EACH WAS EQUALLY EASY FOR JOHN.  HE WAS WATCHING.  DID I REMEMBER THAT I HAD ENTERED MANY OF THOSE TAP-TAP CONTACTS INTO HIS PHONE?  DID I SURMISE THAT HE HAD PROBABLY NEVER ENTERED A TAP-TAP CONTACT INTO HIS OWN PHONE IN THE PAST, AND NEVER INTENDED TO IN THE FUTURE, SO THIS “IMPROVED FEATURE” DEMONSTRATION WAS PURE FOLLY?  NAY, NAY.  IF THERE ARE STAGES TO THE PROCESS OF PHONE TRANSFORMATION, I WAS IN ‘DENIAL.’  AS WE WALK OUT, I AM HOLDING UP MY PHONE AND LEADING JOHN TO THE COFFEE SHOP ACROSS THE PARKING LOT.]

“Let’s go over for a coffee and look at my IPhone.  See?  It’s not much bigger than your phone, and it is much easier to use.  I’ll show you what it can do.”

SCENE FIVE:  GUMSHOE WORKING AROUND TWO COFFEES AT LA BOU TO ILLUSTRATE IPHONE FEATURES
“Let’s start with calling.  Say you want to call Dan.  Here’s how easy it is.  See?  His contact information is complete and even has his picture.  And if he calls you his picture appears, and even a personalized ringtone you can set to recognize that he’s the one calling.” 

“I don’t have any of that now.  Why would I need it?”

“Okay, what if you and Dan are discussing a recent football trade… something that just happened.  See how you can go into the ESPN app…”

“The ESPN what?”

“App.  Application.  The place on your phone where you tap to get into the ESPN website.  See? ‘ESPN MOBILE?’ You will have instant information about a trade that’s happening right now.”

“I don’t care about that.  I have the paper.  I read it every day and that’s how I get my sports news.  I have TV at home and radio in my car for updates.”

“Well, here’s something you don’t have now.  Email on your phone.  Here’s how quickly I can check my emails and reply to any that are important.”

“I don’t get important emails.  I can check them at home.”

“I’ll bet you can’t do this, though.  I bet you can’t carry with you a picture of your granddaughter Zoey that Dan just sent like I can!”

[BINGO.  APPARENT HEART FLUTTER. OBVIOUS NECK CRANING].

“I don’t have that picture.”

“It’s probably on your computer at home.  Or maybe coming in the mail.”

“When did that guy say I could come back for an upgrade?”

[WE DID MEET ON THE VERY DATE OF JOHN’S UPGRADE, AND THE REST IS REALLY HISTORY.  IF A FEW OTHER THINGS HAD NOT HAPPENED, THIS STORY WOULD HAVE SURELY BEEN TITLED “ZOEY SELLS GRANDPA A SMARTPHONE.’
BUT A FEW MORE DETAILS ARE IN ORDER.  I BOUGHT JOHN THE KINDLE, HANDED IT TO HIM FULLY CHARGED WITH RIGHT-SIZED FONT AND “KILLING LINCOLN,” AS REQUESTED. HE HAD ONLY A FEW ISSUES, WHICH I DEMONSTRATED AWAY.  ON THE ACTUAL PHONE UPGRADE DATE THERE WERE NO $29.95 PHONES IN STOCK, BUT JOHN DID NOT RETHINK HIS DECISION.  ALL POSITIVE.  ONE WAS ORDERED FOR DELIVERY THE NEXT DAY, AND WE ARRANGED TO MEET AGAIN FOR THE PURCHASE.  WHEN IT ARRIVED, JOHN CALLED ME.  JOHN HAD JUST BOUGHT A NEW CAR (LOTS OF CHANGES, RIGHT?) SO I ASKED IF IT HAD BLUETOOTH CAPABILITY.  HE DIDN’T THINK SO.  IT WAS LATE-MODEL, SO I ASSUMED IT DID.  WE’D FIND OUT, I TOLD HIM].

SCENE SIX:  AT THE VERIZON STORE WITH LOVELY SALEPERSON NICOLE
“Hi, Nicole.  John is making the big jump today and I’m really excited for him.”

“Me, too.  John, you’re going to love your smartphone.  I’m transferring all your data from your old phone and we’ll get you set up in a few minutes.”

“Does this phone have Bluetooth?”

“Yes, and I’ll be glad to go to your car and set it up.”

[JOHN] “I’m glad you two know what you’re talking about.”

“You’ll be able to talk on the phone hands-free while you’re driving.”

“I wouldn’t do that.”

“What do you do when you get a call while you’re driving?”

“I pull over and call back.”

[IT TURNED OUT THAT JOHN’S NEW CAR DID NOT HAVE BLUETOOTH CAPABILITY.  AS THE 3 OF US SAT IN THE CABIN AND NICOLE SEARCHED THE MANUAL TO BE SURE, I, INTREPID GUNSHOE, SUGGESTED A BRACKET AND MICROPHONE FOR THE CABIN SO HE COULD STILL EASILY TAKE AND MAKE CALLS HANDS-FREE].    

“Truthfully, I wouldn’t make or take a phone call while I’m driving.”

[OKAY, I GAVE IN.  HE HAD HIS NEW PHONE, AND AFTER WE SAID GOODBYE TO NICOLE WE SPENT A FEW MINUTES ON THE CRITICAL FEATURES, WITH A PROMISE TO RECONVENE TO PERSONALIZE CONTACTS, ETC.  I FELT A MILD WAVE OF SUCCESS, AND DROVE HOME SMILING].

[BUT WAIT… THAT IS NOT THE BEST PART OF THE STORY, AND IT NEITHER EXPLAINS THE TITLE NOR THE REAL REASON FOR MY SMILE].

BACK TO SCENE SIX:  AT THE VERIZON STORE AS NICOLE COMPLETED THE DATA TRANSFER 
“Well, John, you’re going to love taking pictures with your new phone.”

“I wouldn’t use my phone to take pictures.”

“Well, you have in the past.”

“I don’t take pictures with my phone.”

“You have 252 pictures on this phone!”

“I do?  I never took them.  I don’t even know how to take them.  What are they pictures of?”

“That’s coming up now…
They are loading…
They all look the same…
Oops.
I think I see what happened.

They are 252 pictures of the inside of your pocket.”

[I CAN’T WAIT TO TALK ABOUT THE IPAD!]