Monday, August 29, 2005
Epitaph
It's 11:30 on a Monday and I'm working. Why? For one, I got a pretty nice raise a few months ago, and I'm hoping to grow into my new shoes. Two, there's work that needs doin'. Three, I'm awake and don't have cable or satellite.
So, here's a request to any reader who will still be fighting gravity after I've gone home. On my tombstone, please carve this:
Johnny! Colino
"I wish I'd spent more time in the office"
It's not true, but I'd like it as my epitaph anyway. Maybe someone will read it and think, "hey! why am I spending so much time at work when I'm just going to die anyway?!"
O.K. how 'bout this one...
Johnny! Colino
Worked like he didn't need the money.
Loved like he'd never been hurt.
Danced like nobody was watching.
Two out of three ain't bad.
So, here's a request to any reader who will still be fighting gravity after I've gone home. On my tombstone, please carve this:
Johnny! Colino
"I wish I'd spent more time in the office"
It's not true, but I'd like it as my epitaph anyway. Maybe someone will read it and think, "hey! why am I spending so much time at work when I'm just going to die anyway?!"
O.K. how 'bout this one...
Johnny! Colino
Worked like he didn't need the money.
Loved like he'd never been hurt.
Danced like nobody was watching.
Two out of three ain't bad.
