A Fantasy Of Mine :
My fantansy involves two women and oil. I'm driving down the street when I notice what appears to be oil in the roadway. I try to avoid it but I can't, and I end up crashing into a car with two women. When the driver comes out of her vehicle, she's a little disoriented from just having been slammed into a guardrail. I ask her if I can drive her and her friend to the hospital or help in any other way. She says, "No. I am fine." So I ask her, "What were you thinking? If you saw my car spinning, you should've gotten out of the way!" She says, "I didn't see you until you hit me!" Not really wanting to argue, I get in my car and start my engine. But before I can put the car in gear, I look into the back seat and find one hundred dollars--just sitting there! It wasn't there before. "Where did it come from?," I wonder. So I put it in my pocket and drive. I drive really fast. I come to a stoplight. It's not really a stoplight, it's more of a traffic light. I think of a stoplight as being a fixture with one red light that flashes (often placed above a hard-to-see stop sign or at a rural intersection with amber lights directed at the perpendicular traffic on the busier route). The light in my fantasy is certainly a traffic light, for it emits green and amber light too. The color green then reminds me of the money I found only moments earlier. So I then go to a bank with my newfound wealth. Within 25 minutes, I open an account in which I get an unprecedented APY of 75.5 percent FOR LIFE! I know this story is fantastic (as fantasies are), but just imagine how quickly that money would grow! |
