Thought/Anecdote of the Day™©®

for June 24, 2002

On The Easily Pleased

There are very few things that are enjoyable about air travel. For

me,

it’s the near impossibility of fitting my legs into a space for which

that

specific action is ill-suited, especially when the 5’2″ lady in front of

me

feels the need to recline her seat. But there are a hundred crappy

things

about airplane flights. Yeah, I’d love to write something about the

various travails of flying but unfortunately that territory has already

been covered by more successful comics, most notably Jerry Seinfeld in

his

epic work “What’s the deal with airplanes.”

Fortunately there’s one thing about air travel that I can

occasionally

look forward to, because every once in a while on airplanes you get to

come

into contact with one of the most fascinating segments of the world’s

population: the Easily Pleased. Next time you’re in a plane and it

touches

down, forget about your excitement about the impending opportunities to

stand and go someplace to eat real food and open your ears; it is then

that

you may hear the call of the Easily Pleased.

If you’re lucky, you will hear the smattering of applause signifying

that the Easily Pleased are, well, being what they’re named after.

What’s the deeeeaaaal with these people?

What are they like everywhere else that they go? Do they cheer

every

time someone or something accomplishes the basic task that they set out

to

accomplish?

“My dear Marjorie, it appears that you successfully crossed the

street

and are now on the other side!”

“Hurrah!”

THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE

“Come here quick Sigmund, it appears that I pressed the button on

the

remote control and consequently the TV actually turned on!”

“Yippee”

THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE

“Percival, although you have completely forgotten the jelly you have

still succeeded in making a peanut-butter sandwich.”

“Yay!”

APPLAUSE, SLIGHTLY LESS THUNDEROUS

So keep your eyes open for the Easily Pleased, for they are a

wonderful

and curious species. And for goodness’ sake, don’t take them to see

any

actual concerts, plays, or any live performances. That’d be like

blowtorching a candle.

Did you like this Thought? Sure did. No, I did not.