Blessed is (s)he who has learned to laugh at (her)himself, for (s)he shall never cease to be entertained. ~ John Powell
So why – of all the people in the world – do I do it so often?
Say I’m walking down the street and I trip or slip on ice…
I immediately shoot back up…
into an upright position,
as if nothing happened, and resume walking
– regardless of whether I’m in pain or bleeding profusely!
I do all this while scanning a 3-block radius to make sure I wasn’t seen.
I was waiting for my suitcase to arrive, having just travelled on a direct flight from Calgary to Los Angeles.
One colleague asked me what colour mine was and I said,
“…it’s red and it will have a Calgary tag on it…”
This drew an amused look from my colleague
and he silently watched
for realization to dawn on my face…
Ohhhh every bag has a Calgary tag…
…All of us there had just travelled on a direct flight from Calgary to Los Angeles
I had to laugh
Can you laugh at yourself?