THE TROUBLE TREE

The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work. His electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start.

While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.

On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a tall tree, touching tips of the branches with both hands. When opening the door, he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed with smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.

Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.

"Oh, that's my trouble tree" he replied. "I know that I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure. Troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I get home. Then in the morning I pick them up again.

"Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there ain't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."

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My neighbour's doing some renovation next door... so it's gonna get loud here...

Oh ya, just want to relate to you an incident that happened today. I was walking home from school and stopped by a famous ice cream parlour "Macdonalds" at lot one to buy an ice cream to eat while walking home. The lady behind the counter gave me a dirty look as if I am not welcome to the shop. And worst still! She went about doing her work very very slowly and when I handed her the money she put it into the cash register EVER... SO... SLOWLY... and handed me the change EVER... SO... SLOWLY...!!!

By then I was really pissed off with the lady at the counter and couldn't enjoy my ice cream.

I really don't want to see that lady again! she ruins peoples' moods! ARGH!!