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Friday, May 26, 2006

Growing Up Hippie

Yesterday one of the attorneys walked into my office and spotted the Tom Wolfe book sitting on my desk . . .

Attorney: Hey, which one of his is that??

Mr. Misery: I Am Charlotte Simmons.

Attorney: Ah. I didn't recognize the cover. Is it good?

Mr. Misery: Yeah. Very. I haven't attempted a Tom Wolfe book since I tried reading The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test.

Attorney: That is a little before your time, isn't it?

Mr. Misery: Yeah. A little. My mom gave it to me when I was a teenager.

Attorney: It sounds like your mom was a little Beatnik--naming you after [60's singer] and reading The Electrict Kool-Aid Acid Test.

Mr. Misery: Yes. She was. A few years ago I went on a "Canterbury Tales" type journey with her to see Janis Joplin's hometown and museum. Very beat.

Attorney: Okay. So with your mom being such a flower child . . . how did you end up here, uh, working for us?

Mr. Misery: Well, my mom was a hippie. How else could I rebel but become a conservative instead?


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