A while back an individual posted online that I needed medical
help, based solely on my picture viewed on their mobile device. Pretty
insightful.
So I immediately headed to the ER for help. The staff was
waiting for me; since the government now reads all posts and follows everyone with drones, I was rushed
into a state of the art diagnostic suite where I was subjected to a battery of
tests of which I just received the results, in a tweet and on Instagram.
The prognosis: first, I am terminal. They determined I am
going to die, they don’t know when or of what, but it is a certainty. Bummer.
However there was good news, my levels of D.T.Y.T.S. are all exceedingly high for a
man my age. (You know, D.T.Y.T.S.: Don’t Take Yourself Too Seriously).
So, a prescription was forwarded by e-mail that I just filled at Walmart. The directions read: Laugh at yourself everyday for you are the
funniest person you know. Every time you walk into a room and forget why you
are there, laugh. When the coffee cup, eyeglass, car keys gremlins move them
from the last place you are certain you left them, laugh. When you find
yourself opening the glass doors in the frozen food aisle to “see” what is on
the shelves, laugh. When you find yourself waiting for the light to change at a
stop sign, laugh. And most importantly laugh when some know nothing
self-important chucklehead chooses to point out your shortcomings and character
defects uninvited. And then say a silent prayer for them.
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Sayeh Beheshti,
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