You’re sitting at a café when a stranger approaches you. This person asks what your name is, and, for some reason, you reply. The stranger nods, “I’ve been looking for you.” What happens next?
“You’ve been looking for me? Why? Who are you?”
“I’m an attorney for Smith, Jones, and Bubba. I have a message for you, and it has to be personally delivered.”
“Well, okay, but how did you find me? What’s the message? Did my rich uncle die and leave me all his money?”
“You weren’t that hard to find. Your address was in the phone book, and your landlady told me where you like to go for your morning coffee. I don’t know what’s in the message. Here–it’s this letter. I’m supposed to wait until you read it and sign it to affirm that you received it.”
I took the letter, not recognizing the handwriting that was my name, scrawled across the front. No return address, nothing to identify where it came from. Wondering, I tore open the envelope and pulled out a single sheet of paper. Unfolding it, I realized it was a very short note.
As I read, my heart began to pick up its pace. I could feel the blood draining from my head to pool somewhere near my feet. My stomach rolled, threatening to expel my coffe and croissant in a most unpleasant manner.
My life was about to take a dramatic U-turn, and there wasn’t a single thing I could do about it.
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It’d be hard to trust a law firm with a partner named Bubba. I guess it’d be better than the law firm of Dewey, Cheatum & Howe. Or Meenon, Eevil, Threw & Threw.
Matthew, there is actually a law firm in my area that has three partners. The last name listed is Bubba. Seriously 🙂 I like your names, too.
Bubba. I can only imagine the kinds of court room objections that Bubba makes. That’s going to make me smile all day.
Meenon, Eevil, Threw & Threw is my own joke. Dewey, Cheatum & Howe is from an old movie though, I think a Marx Brothers film, though I can’t remember which one.
I laugh every time I drive by the sign. You’d think he could change the name, wouldn’t you?
Clever jokes. Dewey, Cheatum & Howe could come from the Three Stooges, too.
The Three Stooges! That’s it! Not the Marx Brothers. Thanks. That was going to bother me all day, or at least until I googled it.
I did google it. Had to know. Here you go:
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What?! How is your life going to change? Why can’t you do anything about it! Inquiring minds want to know?!
You know, I may have to flesh this one out at some point. I’m kind of curious myself 🙂
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Cant wait for the next step – has your life changed; did it or are you still waiting?
Judith, I’ve had some people ask similar questions. I may have to flesh this one out at some point. As I told someone else, I’m kind of curious myself to see what happens next 🙂
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