Puns, From My Younger Days, Or Lost Notes from a Messy Desk

Lately I have had a lot of time on my hands.  So, as an aspiring writer, I have rearranged my office, tidied up my desks, cleaned out some file drawers and found gobs of notes.  (Gobs?)  Whatever.  I guess I should give up my "aspirations" and just succumb to fact that I am an expert procrastinator.

See how well I have avoided getting to the point.  The point is, that in cleaning up my office I have found a lot of notes.  Paper.  Paper leads to dust.  Dust makes me sneeze.  So, as my brother told me to long ago, I am going to convert my noteworthy notes to electronic files for all posterity.   Here is a gem I found today:

Several years ago, (Ok, several decades ago) I worked as a fry cook in a Denny's Restaurant while going to school, or trying to avoid going to school.  One of the items on our menu was deep fried sole filets.  On one particular busy night during our dinner rush I was working the fry station.   I had four fryers in use when the lead cook asked me to start 2 filets of sole for an order.  I put them in a deep fryer with the french fries, timing them almost perfectly.

A few minutes later the lead asked me where those soles were.  I looked in each of the fryers and I could not find them.  They were buried in amongst the fries.  I panicked because I knew that a few minutes more and they would be over cooked and ruined.  I quickly found them. Perfectly done.  I saved them in the nick of time.

I plated them and handed them to the lead cook and told him, "Here are those two lost soles, saved from the fryers of eternal damnation."

Gosh, I miss those punny times.

D.

Humor helps

In trying times I turn to philosophy to help.  I pulled this off a website a few months ago.  I thought it was funny and kept it.  I didn't keep the web attribute but please know that if you see it somewhere else, I got it from them. 

"A working philosophy.  Solipsism is the belief that nothing exists in the universe except one's own thoughts.  It's all just a figment of your imagination.

"The philosopher Bertrand Russell wrote an essay for general-interest outlet describing solipsism and demonstrating how absurd it it.  A few days later he got a letter from a reader.  'Dear Professor Russell,' said the letter.  'You are quite wrong to doubt the validity of solipsism.  I am a solipsist myself.  I think it is a perfectly valid point of view, and many others agree with me.  Yours sincerely...'"


I still get a chuckle out of this each time I read it.

D.