DON'T DESPAIR

 

Sister Rita was sitting by her convent window one evening as she opened a letter from home. Inside the letter was a $100 bill from her parents.

Sister Rita smiled but as she continued to read the letter by what was left of the last glimmers of daylight coming through her window, she noticed a shabbily dressed stranger leaning against a lamppost in the street below.

Quickly she took a piece of paper and wrote, "Don't despair - Sister Rita". She then wrapped the $100 bill in it, and having gotten the man's attention, she tossed the wrapped note out of the window to him.

The stranger picked it up and read what was on the paper. He looked up, tipped his hat and slowly made his way down the street and into the darkness. Meanwhile, Sister Rita returned to her letter hoping he would use the money wisely.

The following day, Sister Rita was told that there was a man at the main door of the convent insisting that he should see her, so she made her way down the stairs to see what the commotion was all about. True enough, she found the stranger, who she had last seen standing in the street, waiting for her.

Without a word, he handed her an envelope stuffed full of $100 bills.

"What's this?" she asked.

"It's your winnings Sister," he replied. "Don't Despair came in at 80-to-1."

A new supermarket opened near my house and has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh.

Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.

When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and detect the scent of fresh hay.

When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle and the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.

The veggie department features the fragrance of fresh buttered corn.

I don't buy toilet paper there any more.