I overheard my coworker and boss chatting just a moment ago. This is how it went.
Boss: "What are your plans for the holiday?"
Coworker: "Relax and go to the Yankees game!"
Boss: "Anthony, do something interesting this weekend. What is in a game? Anyone can shoot a bloody gun at a target. Be something more than that."
I love my boss. He is always so introspective and funny, even when he doesn't mean to be. He recently asked me about my ring, a peach moonstone.
He said, "Kathleen, why do you waste such beauty?"
I replied, "What do you mean? I mean, I am wearing it. How am I not getting use out of it?"
He wisely informed me that the ring was not touching my body (being propped on its setting) and therefore, I was not receiving the intended effect of the stone, which, by the way, brings peace and tranquility. I, being the smart ass I am, flipped the ring over and closed my hand around it.
"There, now I am peaceful," I proudly declared.
He quoted Einsten and was gone. He's a bit all over the place, but what a wonderful man.
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