I got a job working for a paper company. My job assignment is to chop down trees, put them in a blender, take the pulp and smooth it out in sheet size pieces, and stack and pack them when they dry.

Occasionally a tree is still alive and wakes up as a sheet of paper. The tree is usually confused. But I found that by being matter-of-fact, the tree accepts the new changes in its life.

I’m not as flexible. I was shopping for groceries and couldn’t find the Count Chocula cereal. The manager explained to me that General Mills stopped making Count Chocula. I threw a fit and the manager had me kicked out.

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