Sometimes a Joke is a Joke

I always hate when people say vague things about something in their lives that is having deep and lasting influences on them. They hint at dark secrets coming to life or events from the past, which may or may not have been hidden, rising to the top to overwhelm everyday happenings. I hate that. I am living that. Why does God always put us into situations we have always hated and we have to change? Why? Is this some kind of joke?

Now you have to admit. You must hate this too. You do. I can say no more. I can offer the following words and say "Now this? This is a joke."


A man walked into a bar and sat down, and ordered a beer. As he sipped the beer, he heard a soothing voice say "nice tie!" Looking around, he noticed that the bar was empty except for himself and the bartender at the end of the bar. A few sips later the voice said "beautiful shirt".
At this, the man called the bartender over. "Hey...I must be losing my mind," he told the bartender. "I keep hearing these voices saying nice things, and there's not a soul in here but us."
"It's the peanuts," answered the bartender.
"Say what?"
"You heard me," said the barkeep. "It's the peanuts ... they're complimentary."