Pensivity 101, thank you for the word prompt today. Three words
‘Here’s the sick squid I owe you,’ he said.
It was a tentacle of a joke, an old one, but a goodie. Steve needed a laugh today. He was turning thirty, and it felt like his twenties had slipped by too quickly. The only gentleman on the bus was nearing eighty, and his zest for life hadn’t stopped.
‘You’re looking glum today,’ he said.
‘Feeling old,’ I admitted, but then gave a little laugh. ‘It is like I am on an inset day, but have to go into work anyway.’
He looked Steve up and down, and at his walking stick. ‘My lad, If you’re old, what do you think I am?’
‘Want to hear a joke? What’s black, white and red all over?’
‘A newspaper lad, have you got another one, I need a good laugh.’