Monday, January 31, 2011

SHAKE YOUR TAIL FEATHER

Pardon me, ma’am,”
The man in the restaurant said as I walked by his table.
“But you have a feather sticking out of your butt.”
Startled by his remark, I scurried to the restroom…
Away from this crazy man.
Was he just out of the nuthouse?
Or a wannabe comedian looking for a punch line?
Or perhaps just a mean-spirited bastard?
I darted inside the restroom…
Brooding over his crude remark.
I mean…how could a feather…
And why would a feather
Lord!
There really was a feather coming out of my butt!
Or more specifically…
A feather was stuck in the fibers of my black velour pants…
And sticking straight out as if I had a tail.
And of course this feather wasn’t the tiny wispy kind…
Oh no…
This feather was so long…
I could have used it as a quill to write with.
Where on earth could this feather have come fro
Ah, HAH!
My down coat!
My down coat that I washed recently.
My down coat that ever since I washed it
Has been molting like a duck in spring.
And then it dawned on me…
That this wasn't just about a feather sticking out of my butt…
Oh, no...
This was payback time from the universe…
Because last week in one of my blog posts…
I had joked about the universe and my black velour pants.
Oh, uh huh. I get it now…
This is another secret about the universe…
It has a warped sense of humor.


Always, Em-Musing

5 comments:

Jennifer Shirk said...

HA! A feather of all things!!

Jayne said...

But a light payback indeed. Oh that darn Karma.

Justine Dell said...

LoL. Karma. ;-)

~JD

Anne said...

Oh no! Haha that's just one of those things. :)

The Blogger Formerly Known As said...

Feather do molt, don’t they? They come off of wherever they should be, and end up everywhere they shouldn’t.
The enigmatic, masked blogger