Welcome to Livlife. Where I am living my life out loud, for all to read.

Here's your (okay mine) daily dose of humor--

 

So one of my favorite customers stopped to visit me tonight. He is a high school boy. He was all dressed up in a black dress shirt and pants with shiny, patent-leather shoes and a black tie. He said, "don't I look fresh?" Evidently that is new slang for awesome or cool. Whatever. I assured him that he did, in fact, look fresh. I then asked him, "why the fancy duds?", which got me a strange look. Guess that isn't fresh slang.

 

He told me he was at a funeral. I, of course, was very sympathetic and asked who died. Willy Loman, he said. Willy Loman? WILLY LOMAN??? I couldn't help it...I started to laugh.

 

For those of you who would like to share in the joke. Willy Loman is the main character of Arthur Miller's play "Death of a Salesman". This young man had just finished reading it in class and the class then held a funeral for Loman, who dies at the end of the play. So they all brought food, dressed up, and discussed Willy's life in context of the play as part of learning in their English class.

 

Wonderful idea. I doubt that the young man would have been so impressed by the play without the dramatic ending. For once, he couldn't stop telling me how much he enjoyed school.

 

Gotta love creativity. I'm still chuckling.