Adventures in creating and destroying sounds
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    Funnier than 2 pills in a small box, a joke was told at the monthly shareholders' meeting. The spontaneous roar of laughter shattered the boredom that filled every corner of the smoke filled meeting room. The shareholders, feeling a bit refreshed, now resumed the meeting. They called on Juan, the youngest member of the group, to begin his presentation. Juan had been preparing for this meeting, this presentation and this moment ever since he landed the job 2 years ago after graduating from a small mid-Western college. Thoughts raced violently through his 23 year old mind like wildfire. His future rested on his ability to maintain his composure for the next 15 or 20 minutes. As he parted his dry lips to delve into his long awaited moment, he froze. He was scared. This was the first time anything like this had ever happened to him and boy, was he ever worried. His mind jumped to the time when he was a young boy working in the coffee fields in Columbia. His father would often praise him for doing silly things no matter how irrelevant they were. They would laugh the entire day away everyday. His father was some kind of linguistic crazy-man. He would make up words off the top of his head and him and Juan would create meanings for the new nonsense words. One of the more amusing words from the couple's wacky lexicon was the word "wad fam chock sod". This was a catch-all phrase used in time of confusion, sadness and utter happiness. Sometimes Juan and his father would just exchange wad fam chock sod's back and forth all day while continuing their busy work. It seemed to make the day go by a lot faster than usual.

    On this particular day, and in the middle of the most important shareholder's meeting ever, Juan, lost in his own mind, blurted out the phrase that was and always had been on the very top of his mind. "Wad fam chock sod", he screamed out. Shock hit Juan when he realized what he had just said. He was ashamed but the crowd at the meeting, still snickering at the last joke, burst out into gut-splitting laughter. Juan crawled into the corner of the room.

    After the meeting, Juan was congratulated, given a raise, his own office on the top floor and a company car. Amazed at what he had accomplished, Juan lit up a giant cigar he had been saving just for this moment.