Taco talent...

Okay so from time to time you will see me post something silly. I have a sense of humor and the Lord allows me to use it, with in reason. I was telling my daughter this morning that the older I get the more I'm like my father. Now that was a funny, silly man...lol


Anyway, Saturday I stopped at Taco Bell. I drove up to the speaker to contemplate my order. "Would you like to try our combo?" a smooth voice asked over the menu speaker.

"No" I replied and continued to look over the menu. The young man and I continued to talk, like we had called each other on the phone. I eventually told him what I wanted, something that clearly wasn't on the menu. "Aw, I think I can arrange that for you" he responded before telling me to drive around to the first window.



Now this guy has a really nice speaking voice I thought as I approached the first window.....bet he sells a lot of combos. Now notice,I told him I didn't want a combo but he talked me into getting one anyway....lol



I pulled up to the window. He turned around and smiled broadly at me.




When I saw his teeth,the smile on my face froze. Did you know that you could look at someone's teeth and they not know it? Well you can. I stared at his teeth wondering why they were the color and texture of the shell of a crunchy taco.....

This guy had great customer service skills. I just had to tell him. "You have a great speaking voice" I said. He smiled even brighter.

"Oh I really have trouble at night" he replied.

I stared at him blankly as I watched him bagging up my order. He continued, "One woman wanted to grab me and take me home with her." Now this time I'm still staring. Are we having two different conversations? I wondered.

"Yeah, it's pretty hard on me" he continued sticking out his chest, still smiling broad as ever...."Especially when they drive around the corner and see that I'm cute!"

Once upon a time....

Once upon a time there was a girl, who was a prisoner in a dungeon. Her cellmates were: Rejection, Sadness, Self loathing, Hurt, Pain, Frustration, Anger,Fear, Rage, Lust, Gluttony, Bitterness, Sexual abuse, Depression, Loneliness, Shame, and Guilt.

They fought night and day in the cell. Not a moments rest could be found in the crowded hovel.


Now she was completely different from her cell mates. She was bright, sensitive, passionate, funny, attractive, spiritual, kind, loving, generous...a natural born leader. If only she knew it...others could peer inside her cell......gazing at her.

She desperately wanted to get out but felt that someone had thrown away the key. Every year she hoped for release, every year she was denied.

With each day her cell mates grew, gorging themselves on prison grub.

"Oh if there was a way out"...she groaned day and night. Unbeknownst to her, her cell mates had scrawled *UN* in front of WORTHY on the back of her prison togs.

One day she visited the prison library. She came across a book but almost passed it by because she didn't like its cover.

Taking the book back to her cell, she read day and night. Sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

Now this seemed to confuse and frighten her cell mates.

On the last page of the book was a golden key. One evening in the gooey darkness as her cell mates slept....a bright light beamed on the key causing it to glisten.

"Is this the key to unlock my cell?", she thought as she ripped the key from the page. She clinched the key with such resolve, her fingers throbbed with pain. Holding on for what seemed like an eternity, she shivered listening to Fear having nightmares as he growled and squirmed on the cot in front of her.

Fear was the ruffian on the cell block. He kept everyone in line. She knew she would have to cross him to get to the prison gate.

Tightening her grip on her key, she rose boldly, creeping over their frigid bodies, she made her way to the prison gate.

Tracing the cold iron bars with her finger, she found the lock. Thrusting her key in the keyhole, she heard a sound unfamiliar to her, she realized it was the sweet sound of freedom.

Slamming the gate behind her, she swallowed her key and lived happily ever after.


Amen~