I went to an appointment in a professional building today where I was to take a test. I was nervous about the test, as I often am.
The thing about a test is you want to pass it, if not ace it, and you don’t want to fail it.
So I got down to work and took the test. I did the best I could.
The woman who conducted the test printed out the results and said that she would send them to someone higher up the food chain to make a decision based on how well or poorly I had done. (Food chain words mine, not hers.)
“I will be back in a few minutes,” she said to me, very pleasantly, clutching my test results in her hand.
She then left the room and apparently ran into some colleagues in the hallway just outside the door. Suddenly, they all burst into a long bout of almost uncontrollable laughter.
Now you, being the sane and sensible person you are, would have concluded that one of the hallway people showed the others a funny cat video on his phone. And at times such as these, I really wish I could trade your mind for mine.
Because I am pretty sure that gang of merrymakers were looking over my test results, not funny cat videos.
My cheery tester woman came back into the room, told me I could go and wished me well.
I think I made her day.
©2020 Jim Hagarty
