S T O R I E S

You know Phyllis Diller, the 90 year old comedian who loves to laugh...and gets us to laugh along.  

You know Sour Puss, the oh so serious one who hates to laugh...and gets us to grump along.

Well there’s this little restaurant in California where  Sour Puss and Phyllis Diller happen to visit at the same time. 

Phyllis, seated downstairs on her puffy pillow (claims her boney butt begs for such), whooped it up with her guests and the wait staff as though they were all one big happy family.

Phyllis brought in sprigs of happiness, filled each heart with joy, and left the place sparkling in sunshine.

Sour, seated  upstairs on her “I’m here you little peons now bow to me” attitude, barked orders at the wait staff until her glowers carpeted the entire room in an anxious veil of fear.

Sour vacuumed the smiles off each face, sprayed each heart with bitters, and left the place in darkness.

Today, when you enter someone else’s space, think about Phyllis and Sour.  Who will you choose to be?
 
Roni Bell Sylvester