Cost of Happiness

I was getting ready to scoot out of the gym when a gym-mate came in with a big frown on his face. He apparently got stuck in a client meeting that took up some time off his workout schedule.

Out of the blue he asked me how much it costs to buy a dozen roses. As it turned out, his wife is celebratin her birthday. I thought for a while and said:

"The cost of a dozen roses is a priceless smile from your wife."

His frown turned into a look of surprise and he said, "Heck... am buying two dozen roses for my wife."

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