She really had no idea,
When she sent her resume,
That Long John Latex Inc.
Made Condoms to her dismay.
The job she really needed,
So she settled for the offer,
The commission checks,
Help her fill her coffer.
“Your first assignment”,
Long John said,
“On your new sales mission,
Is to work the new display booth,
At the Latex Exhibition .”
“Take fifty thousand samples,”
And pass them out for free.
She said her voice with dread,
“This ticket says carry on only”
“Yes” replied he to her chide,
“We’re running low on money”
“Just take this trunk of samples
and put your clothes right in it.
There’s room in there for underwear,
You’re flights in just a minute.”
So off she dashed
the ambitious lass,
Sprinting through the concourse,
Into the gate she clumsily crashed,
Her trunk breached by the force.
The samples flew,
Right through the air,
As well did her underwear.
The passersby couldn’t help but stare,
At the poor lass’s despair.
When they spied the contents though,
They were shocked well beyond mention,
To which she said,
“Oh it’s ok.. I’m on my way to a convention.”
How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it. -Marcus Aurelius