Friday, April 23, 2010

The Bag of Fish

Last night a woman brought a fish to my seminar.

Well, not exactly A fish, more like a plastic bag of frozen fish.

Yesterday was warm and she didn't want to leave them in her car during the 3-hour seminar.

As you can imagine, they began to melt and there was a big puddle on the floor beside her chair within an hour.

Good intentions are wonderful and I'm convinced that somewhere in heaven we get credit for them. However, it never hurts to think a situation through before you make a decision.

And walking around with a bag of fish, unless you are on your way home to cook them, is probably not a good idea.

Have a great weekend.

1 comment:

  1. I swear this sounds like she had good old Robeson County roots. Kinda thing that would happen everyday back home.