Money was missing. $25 short. Allowing for varying degrees
of
Senility, it’s almost a certainty that someone forget to
ante.
That was last month’s problem. Last night a new system was
installed. Everyone deposited their $25 into the cash jar,
and
recorded the fact in a permanent ledger.
One-liners followed:
What
about fingerprints?
Should
there be an independent audit?
How
about counterfeits?
Finally we all settled into our low stakes game,
everyone but Dick. His unhappiness stemmed from the original
lack of concern when, as the big winner last month, he
absorbed
the $25 shortfall. Why hadn’t anyone suggested the loss be
split?
His real question was “Where’s the love?”
Not unlike the best and the worst of us, an uncertainty
hides within
And whatever your beliefs and personal strengths, our little child
Is forever on guard, looking for approval, fearing slights.
In Dick’s case he climbed out of his pit when he was ready
to consider that he was just one of the guys who had not
thought of
splitting the shortfall.
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