My fitness instructor at the Jennersville Y -- let's call her "Pepper" -- just earned her personal trainer certification. She was stunned at the news because she was certain she had failed her exam miserably: for example, she said her mind had gone blank when she was asked to coach someone through a squat using proper body mechanics.
A friend of her e-mailed the good news to Pepper's boss, who was on vacation: "Pepper passed."
The boss got back, read the note and was horrified, thinking that "passed" meant that Pepper had gone to that Great Gym in the Sky. Fortunately, she quickly realized that there's no way the news would've been transmitted in such a cavalier way.
She told Pepper the story and assured her that OF COURSE her first thought on reading the e-mail had not been, "Who the heck am I going to get to cover all of Pepper's classes?"
HAHAHA. The angels better hope she doesn't go to the Great Gym in the Sky. She'll have them squatting to play their harps and lunging from cloud to cloud.
ReplyDeletep.s. "Pepper" is the perfect name for her. It sounds like her.
But would they appreciate her jokes?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jenny.