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Retirement Job!
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Retirement Job!
I've been searching for that 'just right' volunteer job; now I just want to give back to the community a little something.
I have looked around for a long time and think I might have found it. It had to be one where I didn't feel like it was an effort; something enjoyable, something a little different from the ordinary day-in, day-out routine.
At last I am truly comfortable being a volunteer. I no longer feel like my talents are being wasted on non-meaningful, irrelevant trivialities. I do feel good again . . . .
I think I have found the 'Perfect Retirement Job'...
Beats the hell out of shelf stacking or being a road crossing patrol.........
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Boudreaux & Thibodeaux...
A big woman, wearing a sleeveless sun dress, walked into a bar in Mamou, LA.
She raised her right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit as she pointed to all the people sitting at the bar and asked, "What man out der will buy a lady a drink?"
The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her. At the end of the bar, was Boudreaux, a skinny little Cajun, who was VERY drunk.
Boudreaux slammed his hand on the bar and said, "Give dat Ballerina a drink!"
Thibodeaux, the bartender, a close friend of Boudreaux's, poured the drink and the woman chugged it down.
She turned again to the patrons and pointed around at all of them, revealing her hairy armpit, and asked," What man out der will buy a lady a drink?"
Once again, Boudreaux slapped his hand down on the bar and said, "Give dat Ballerina a nudder drink!"
Thibodeaux finally approached Boudreaux and said, "Boudreaux, mah frien', I know it's your bidness, of course, if you want to buy dat lady a drink, but how come you keep callin' her a Ballerina?"
Boudreaux replied, "Thibodeaux... to me, any woman who can lift her leg dat high, got to be a Ballerina!!"
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