Here I am almost at the peak of Mt. Everest. Why have I stopped? Because there are 88 climbers ahead of me waiting to reach the summit. Instead of seeing a vast vista of awesome beauty, I'm staring at the butt of Maury Fishbein of Westchester, the guy in front of me.
I could be home have coffee and a bagel, he whines. We may as well be climbing Pike's Peak.
I was dissatisfied with my academic career, so I decided to challenge myself. I hired Reggie from discount Sherpas R Us and he quit on me 5000 feet ago. You get what you pay for.
I think we're moving.
Move your ass, Maury!
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