It's Going to be a Bad Day Partner
Cowboy Bob was up at sunrise even though there were no roosters to be heard at the JW Marriott. He strolled over to his window and gazed down upon Nana Plaza in the pink eaarly morning light.
"They ain't got nothin like that in Montana" ... he said to himself as he sadly shook his head.
He dressed casually for breakfast, wearing his Navaho slippers on bare feet. Jeans and gingham shirt. But his rodeo belt was snugly around his waist as always.
As he saundered down the hall to the executive lounge he though about the rodeo being set up at Ramkhamheng and the shortage of cow girls problem he had to solve quickly.
As he entered the executive loung for his complimentary breakfast the girl on duty said ... "howdy partner!" and gave him a big smile. Just yesterday he had signed her up as a cowgirl. Now he only needed about 34 more cowgirls ... and the rodeo is less than a week away.
For his breakfast he chose his usual shredded wheat cereal. Breakfast of champions! He put his bowl on the table and went to the juice table ... trying to decide between Kiweewee fruit juice or tomato ... but then he had a revolting thought when the tomato juice reminded him of his unpleasant experience last night. So Kiweewee it was.
Little did he know that while he was contemplating the juice table, Evil Mr. Snotnoggin had slipped over to his table and had removed the shredded wheat from Cowboy Bob's bowl and replace it with the cuttings from a broom he had purchsed from the broom lady on Sukhumvit.
As Cowboy Bob returned to his table he didn't notice the shawod of Evil Mr. Snotnoggin slipping into the door with the sign that read "staff only". Little did Cowboy Bob know that it was going to be the start of a bad day .........
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