The "Fishing Around For A Good Laugh!" Story

It was an ordinary day.  Just came back from the grocery store known as Stauffer's of Kissel Hill which is between the town of Lititz and city of Lancaster, Pennsylvania.  A full-service grocery store, which my wife and I enjoy visiting weekly to purchase home-made items we can't find in other stores.  Though we don't purchase many items, it gives my wife, Carol, and myself a chance to get out and mingle and talk with the neighbors.  Carol used to comment about how my parents would go one day to this store and the next day to another store and the following day to yet another store.  She would tell me she hopes we don't act like that when we get old.  Guess what?   Sound familiar to those over 65, retired and reading this?  

Well, why I really enjoy going to Stuaffer's is to pick up the latest copy of the free publication known as "The Fishwrapper."  The publication is a 16 page, 8 1/2"x11" newspaper printed on nice white paper which is published bi-weekly.  They tell you that their objective is to bring positive news, inspirational articles and information everyone can use.  It got's it name from a practice done long ago when folks wrapped their fish in newspaper and the term caught on and became a slant at the newspaper itself.  One reason I enjoy it is that it is printed in 12 point type, and at times 14 pt. type which makes it easy to read.  Poetry, jokes, comics, puzzles, brain twisters, words-of-wisdom and plenty of advertisements accompany the half-dozen inspirational stories in the newspaper.  Takes about half-an-hour to read every page!  I have never before written about the paper, but today that will change after reading a 1/4 page story called "Chair Philosophy." Just have to share it with you to see if you think it to be as hilarious as I did.  So, here goes...in about the same size it was published...

An eccentric philosophy professor gave a one-question final exam after a semester dealing with a broad array of topics.  The class was already seated and ready to go when the professor picked up his chair, plopped it on his desk, and wrote on the board: "Using everything we have learned this semester, prove that this chair does not exist."  Fingers flew, erasers erased, notebooks were filled in curious fashion.  Some students wrote over 30 pages in one hour attempting to refute the existence of the chair.  One member to the class, however, was up and finished in less than a minute.  Weeks later when the grades were posted, the rest of the group wondered how he could have gotten an "A" when he had barely written anything at all.  His answer consisted of two words: "What Chair?"

I read it to my wife and her comment was...that's something you would have written.  My response to her was...Thank You!  I rest my case.  It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.