No Pun Intended

I’m having a hard time deciding which career path I should follow.

I tried writing. I wrote a piece and looked at it. I had written better, but I had also written verse.

So I applied for a job in an office building. I brought a chainsaw with me. They made me branch manager.

I went to the local deli for lunch. They had a really tall lunch counter. I couldn’t get anything because I was a little short.

OK, I’ll stop.