Joe was waiting on the corner of fifth and twenty second street. She said she would be there at eight, time now, eight thirty. This was going to be a long night. What was he thinking, Paula was hot. She was the kind of girl that guys like Joe only dreamed about. But there he was waiting to meet her on the corner of fifth and twenty second. It all started at school. Joe was standing near the water cooler and Paula was entering the cafeteria with her usual assortment of admirers and friends. What happened next was unreal. Someone had dropped what appeared to be a banana peel on the floor near the entrance to the school cafeteria and Paula’s foot just happened to touch down right on top of it. The event that followed was pretty incredible. However you probably can guess the general outcome; floor, banana peel, foot, nuff said. As you may have guessed Paula went flying some five feet into the air. Screeching all the way up and all the way down. But who was there to come to her aid, none other then Joe. Why he was sheer poetry in motion. Gallantly racing across the room with arms spread wide anticipating Paula’s descent into his strong magnificent awaiting embrace. Well . . . at least, that’s the way it happened for Joe. You see Paula actually hit the floor and was taken to the hospital shortly after the fall. Joe, well, Joe was still standing near the water cooler staring off into space all dreamy like. If you haven’t figured it out by now, here it is. Joe’s not actually standing on the corner of fifth and twenty second street, he didn’t save Paula and no she isn’t late.
Louise Cutler ©2014