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𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞

“Holy Smoke!” The lady sitting next to me loudly stated at last night’s Arizona vs. Stanford basketball game referring to an amazing around-the-back layup made by one of the Arizona players.
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While I agreed with her enthusiasm for the play, her “Holy Smoke” statement got me thinking about the meaning of “Holy Smoke”. At first, I thought about looking it up on my cell phone, but before I could pull my cell phone out, the phrase “Holy Smoke” conjured up a memory I had of the use of the term by my then ten-year-old son, Richie, when he first asked me about the meaning of the phrase, “Holy Smoke”.
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While I distinctly remember the conversation with Richie as if it were yesterday, the fact of the matter is that it was almost seventeen years ago when Richie was ten years old. As I remember the story at our family dinner table in April 2005 Richie asked me, “How is a new Pope elected?” referring to the fact that that afternoon his fourth-grade class at St. Mary’s Catholic school in Milwaukee, Wisconsin was informed of the passing of Pope John Paul II.
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Deciding to have a little fun with Richie, I told him this story. When a Pope passes all the Cardinals from around the world are required to travel to the Vatican to gather and elect a new Pope. I told him that prior to getting on the plane to travel to the Vatican each Cardinal is required to purchase a carton of ci******es at their duty-free shop. I explained to him that when all the Cardinals were assembled at the Vatican to discuss the choices of the next Pope they would do so while they smoked their ci******es. I told him that only when the last Cardinal has finished his cigarette would they be in a position to announce the name of the new Pope. I then told him it is then, and only then, that the most senior Cardinal would open the damper to the chimney from the room that they gathered to release the mass volume of cigarette smoke from the room. When the people that gathered anxiously on the street below the Cardinal meeting room to await the news of the new Pope saw for the first time the white “holy smoke” rise from the chimney in which the Cardinals were gathered was it then that they knew a new Pope had been elected.
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The funny part of the story occurred when the next day at school Richie’s teacher asked the class if anyone knew of how the next Pope was elected. Rickie proudly raised his hand and stated, “I do. My Daddy explained it to me at dinner last night.”
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises.
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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧

“What a great way to celebrate Autumn,” Joyce said to her husband, Troy, after she took her seat in the family Honda Accord.

“This should be a great day,” Troy stated as he put the key in the ignition to start the car. “I just love this time of year, the leaves are all turning colors, the air is crisp and fresh, and it feels good to put on a light jacket.”

Let’s head up to Kent,” Joyce suggested referring to Kent, Connecticut, a quaint little town about thirty miles north of their home in Brookfield, Connecticut. “We can stop at the Four Corners Café and get some Sippity Pumpkin Spice hot chocolate, then go for a walk through the woods in Kent Falls State Park to the waterfalls.”

“What a great way to celebrate Autumn,” Troy replied as he turned left onto Route 7 towards Kent. “You got my taste buds stirring, honey, just thinking about that Sippity Pumpkin Spice hot chocolate.”

“Let’s make our first stop the Bulls covered bridge in South Kent,” Joyce suggested,” referring to the one hundred fifty-year old, covered wooden bridge. “I just love looking at the waterfalls set against the color of the autumn trees with the covered bridge in the foreground.”

“Sure thing, Joyce,” Troy answered. “If that setting doesn’t celebrate autumn, then I don’t know what does.”

For the next half hour Joyce and Troy enjoyed the setting at Bulls Bridge, taking at least fifty pictures on Troy’s EOS digital camera. “I’m getting hungry, Hon,” Joyce stated to her husband as the car entered Kent.

“We should be at the Four Corners Café in a few minutes,” Troy answered. A few minutes later Troy pulled the Honda Accord into a parking space just adjacent to the front door of the Café. “I can’t wait to enjoy that Sippity Pumpkin Spice Hot Chocolate, Troy stated with excitement in his voice. “That’s all I have been thinking about since you first mentioned it this morning.”

For the next forty-five minutes Joyce enjoyed her Prosciutto Baguette while I enjoyed my Tandoori Chicken Panini. After their meal Joyce reached for the waiters’ arm and asked, “May we have two regular size containers of Sippity pumpkin spice hot chocolate to go?”

“Make mind a large, please,” Troy inserted looking to the waiter, salivating at the thought of enjoying his Sippity pumpkin spice hot chocolate.

After lunch Troy drove the few miles to the Kent Falls State Park located at the north end of Main Street. “Remember when we came up here last January and the falls were frozen,” Joyce stated as the Honda Accord came to a stop.

“I remember that day very well. It was about five-degrees out and the falls were frozen solid,” Troy replied.

“Well, hon, that isn’t going to happen today.” Joyce stated as she began to get out of the car. “Look at this scenery,” she declared holding her arms upright towards the trees ahead. “It’s beautiful”, she added as she began to walk away from the car towards the path leading to the waterfalls.

“Hold up,” Troy called out to his wife as he exited the car. Once he caught up to Joyce, he reached for her hand and stated, “What better way to celebrate autumn than enjoying a hot cup of Sippity Pumpkin Spice hot chocolate while we kick up the leaves.
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises. For those readers in the New York City/Southern Connecticut area that wish to enjoy a wonderful day out to celebrate autumn, my wife and have strongly recommend this day trip, which we did every year for the twenty-two years we lived in Connecticut (The kids even loved the trip).

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What Are the Odd's?

“Hi Mom,” Jeff, said to his mother when she answered her cell phone. “I figured I would call you since today in our statistics course the professor began teaching us about probability and you as a CPA you must understand that concept clearly.”
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“Yes, Jeff, it’s a pretty easy concept to understand, his Mom replied.
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I understand probability and the various examples our professor used to demonstrate the concept,” Jeff Inserted.
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“What examples did he give you?” Jeff’s Mom asked.
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“He started off with a simple, easy example, Jeff answered. “He flipped a coin and told us that if this coin was flipped a number of times, he used one-hundred, he said that the probability of the coin landing on heads would be fifty-per cent and tails, fifty per-cent.”
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“So, far, he’s right, Jeff’s Mom stated.
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“He then went on to explain the probability of occurrence of each ball used in a lotto game,’ Jeff stated. “You know like in Powerball”.
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“I know,” she answered. “These are all relatively simple concepts to grasp. So, what don’t you understand?”
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“What I don’t understand about probability is a situation that defies all odds, which Dad pointed out to me about ten years ago,” Jeff answered.
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“And what is that? She cursorily asked.
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“Well, you know how each electrical plug has two prongs at the end of the electrical cord you plug into the outlet, one larger than the other, Jeff started to explain. “Then why is it that on more than half the time when you attempt to plug the prong in, you get it backwards, that is you put the large end of the prong into the smaller outlet.”
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“Great example, Jeff,” his Mom replied with excitement in her voice.
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“So, to test my theory that the probability of plugging in the electrical cord correctly is not fifty percent as would be expected, my classmate, Troy, and I came back to my dorm room after class and we each plugged our computers in one-hundred times,” Jeff stated. “The result, Troy was successful plugging his cord in sixty-two percent of the time and I was successful plugging mind in sixty-nine percent of the time.
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“So, what’s your conclusion?” his Mom asked.
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“My conclusion is that if you had an infinite amount of time to plug the cord in, it most likely would get plugged in fifty percent correctly and fifty percent incorrectly, Jeff stated.
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“But as you know in life you don’t have infinite time,” his Mom stated.
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“Thats precisely my point,” Jeff enthusiastically declared. “Probability should have time attached to it.”
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“Good point, son,” his Mom agreed. “Here’s another example for your professor to study.”
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“What’s that, Mom?”
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“Ask your professor when you remove a dryer sheet from the dryer after it has been used, why is it that regardless of the distance you are holding the dryer sheet from the nearby garbage can, when you release the dryer sheet from your hand it misses the garbage can about seventy percent of the time?” his Mom asked. “Clearly, what are the odds,” she added.
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“Speaking of what are the odds,” Jeff began. I remember Dad telling us a story of him tossing a quarter into the cigar box that the newspaper vendor used outside his office building to collect the money for the newspaper and the quarter stood upright.”
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“And you can ask your professor, not only about the odds of it happening once, but three times as I saw Dad one day drop some change on the floor in the supermarket and a penny stood upright,” his Mom announced. “And it happened a third time only about four months ago when Dad handed the vendor at the Vermont verses Wisconsin basketball game some change for the sodas he bought and a quarter slipped from the vendors hand and stood up-right on the counter, “she added.
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Question to all students studying probability or to professors teaching probability, you’re comments on the likelihood of occurrence would be appreciated.
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises.
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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐧 𝐀 𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐞?

“𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞, 𝐉𝐨𝐲𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐍𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐬𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐧. “𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝. “𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞.”

“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭,” 𝐉𝐨𝐲𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐍𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰-𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭. “𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐨.”

“𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. “𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐲𝐜𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚.”

“𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚,” 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. “𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮?”

“𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

“𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭,” 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝.

“𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. “𝐎𝐡, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞?”

“𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,” 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝.

“𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲. “𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬?”

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. “𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝. “𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬! 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬.”

“𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐲’𝐬 𝐏𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚. “𝐈’𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐍𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫.

“𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲,” 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. “𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬,” 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚. “𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞?” 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝.

“𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐬𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.

“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝,” 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. “𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨. 𝐎𝐡, 𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞.”

“𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐫,” 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐱 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, “𝐈’𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.”
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𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐑.𝐃. 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐂𝐨-𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬.

𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤:
𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬://𝐰𝐰𝐰.𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤.𝐜𝐨𝐦/𝐀𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐋𝐋𝐂. 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐍𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐉𝐒 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐋𝐋𝐂.

𝐁𝐲𝐞-𝐁𝐲𝐞-𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞

“Henry, do you mind pulling over to that Shell station?” Henry’s wife of thirty-seven years asked. “I need some Kemosabe coffee,” she added.
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“No problem, hon,” Henry replied. “As a matter of fact, I think I’ll join you. I’m in the mood for a good cup of hot coffee.”
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After Henry parked his car, Carol and Henry entered the Shell station and immediately noticed the coffee section to be to the rear left of the front door. As Carol walked towards the coffee-station she noticed a poster displayed over the station reading, ‘Kemosabe Coffee’, with flavors, Mocha, Chocolate Cinnamon and Chocolate Hazelnut. Looking up at the poster Carol asked Henry, “Have you ever heard of Kemosabe Coffee?”
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“Actually, I have,” he replied. My secretary introduced me to it about a month ago. It’s excellent.”
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“Well then, if Jackie endorses it, then it must be good,” Carol stated referring to Henry’s secretary, Jackie. Continuing to look at the Kemosabe coffee poster, Carol quietly said, “I think I’ll have the Chocolate Cinnamon, after all Henry it is the first day of Fall and that should get me in the autumn mood.”
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“I think I’ll have a large Chocolate Hazelnut,” Henry stated.
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After they prepared their Kemosabe coffee they returned to Henry’s car. For the next several minutes Henry talked about the rare bird sighting of a Bermuda Petrel yesterday off the coast of Cape May. An avid birdwatcher, Henry could not wait to board the Cape Sea Excursion boat he had tickets for in thirty-five minutes. “Well, Henry, if we’re going to make the boat you had better put your Kemosabe Coffee down and head towards the dock,” Carol suggested. Twenty-five minutes later Henry and Carol arrived at the Cape May dock, where they boarded the Cape Sea Excursion boat. “Do you have your camera and tri-pod?” Carol asked Henry as she discarded her empty container of Kemosabe coffee.
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“Yes,” Henry replied with excitement in his voice. “Do you have any idea how rare it is to get the opportunity to photograph a Bermuda Petrel so far from Bermuda?”
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Never taking an interest in Henry’s bird photography hobby, Carol lackadaisically replied, “No,” referring to the fact that she couldn’t care less about her husband’s hobby, which she considered extremely boring.
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“Look, Carol!” Henry called out as the boat just left the dock. “There it is, Henry proclaimed pointing to the Bermuda Petrel nesting in the marshland just sixty feet from the starboard side of the excursion boat. “I got to get my camera,” he called out as he reached down into his camera bag to extract his 35mm Canon camera with a one-hundred-foot telephoto lens. A second later he was focusing the lens on the Bermuda Petrel, when he whispered to Carol, “This is going to be one of my greatest shots ever.” When he finished his sentence, he clicked the button on the camera to take the picture. “Do you believe this, Carol, the battery is dead,” he whispered in disappointment as he reached into his camera bag for a replacement battery. Just as he was closing the door to the battery compartment and raising his camera toward the Bermuda Petrel he called out, “Dam” referring to the fact that the Bermuda Petrel began to fly away. “Do you believe my luck?” he said to Carol in frustration.
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Sarcastically, Carol replied, “Bye-Bye-Birdie.”
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𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞

“Hey, Jessie, look at that guy over there,” Kathy said rolling her eyes to her EMT colleague as they walked into the Keep Out Of The Gutter bowling alley referring to the six-foot two-inch muscular man on the next alley about to pick up his bowling ball from the ball return system.
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“Wow!” Jessie softly pronounced as she looked in the direction of the man Kathy had pointed out. “He’s wearing a Frontline First Responder zip-up hoodie, which means he’s either a policeman, fireman or nurse.”
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“Maybe he’s a doctor,” Kathy injected. “Wouldn’t that be nice. Me dating a doctor.”
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“I think you’re getting ahead of yourself,” Jessie whispered to Kathy as she took her bowling ball from her bowling bag and placed it on the ball rack. “Afterall, you haven’t even met him,” Jessie added. “For all you know he probably has a girlfriend or is married.”
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“Well, I’m going to find out real fast,” Kathy whispered to Jessie as she turned and walked directly towards the man at the next alley. Extending her hand, Kathy announced, “My name is Kathy, and I could not help noticing your Frontline First Responder zip-up hoodie.”
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“Nice to make your acquaintance, Kathy. My name is Pat.” Looking Kathy in the eye Pat stated, “Yes, I’m a first responder. I am a second-year fireman with the Hook & Ladder 14 out of Bayonne.”
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“Funny, how I haven’t met you yet,” Kathy stated. “I’m a bus driver for St. Mary’s Hospital on Lismore and Rosemont,” referring to her job as an emergency medical technician ambulance driver.
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“We rarely get down to that part of town,” Pat said, smiling at Kathy.
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Trying to keep the conversation going, Kathy asked, “May I ask where you got that Frontline First Responder hoodie?”
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“Hold on a second,” Pat replied. “I need to ask my buddy, Larry, where he got it.” As Pat started to walk towards his buddy Larry, he turned and stated to Kathy, “He got it as a gift for my birthday.”
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“So, what did he say?” Kathy asked when Pat returned.
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“He said he got if off a website called, Stuff For Everyone,” Pat stated.
“Let me write that down,” Kathy said taking the small pencil used to record bowling scores and said as she wrote, “Stuff, For, Everyone. Got it.”
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Not wanting his conversation with Kathy to end Pat suggested, “I’ll tell you what, Kathy. If your score is higher than mine on the next game you play with your friends, I’ll buy you a Frontline First Responder zip-up hoodie.”
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“You’re on, Pat,” Kathy replied with excitement in her voice. “But what if your score is higher than mine?
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“We’ll cross that bridge when the time comes,” Pat stated as Kathy turned to return to the alley where her friends were seated.
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For the next forty minutes Kathy continuously looked to watch Pat literally throw every ball. After ten frames Kathy had a score of 176, while Pat had completed his game with a score of 182, which meant if Kathy was to throw a spare with her last ball she would win. Kathy looked to Pat as she picked up her ball from the return system rack and smiled at him. Just as Kathy released her ball she heard Pat call out, “Make that Spare.”
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises.
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𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭

“Nice wine glass,” Rachel said to her best friend, Erica, as she held the glass of white wine up in front of her to examine the saying on the glass. “Comfort In A Glass,” she uttered. “I Love it,” she added with excitement in her voice.
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“I thought you would like it,” Erica replied. “Doesn’t the Comfort In A Glass saying capture the moment.”
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“Isn’t that why we drink wine?” Rachel sarcastically asked.
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“Absolutely,” Erica quickly answered. “Particularly after a hard day at work, there is nothing I like more than to come home and pour a glass of Pinot Grigio into this glass. It truly gives me that Comfort In A Glass feeling.”
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“So, Erica may I ask where you got these glasses?”
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“This guy I sit next to at work, bought them for his wife’s birthday,” Erica answered. “And you know the best part, Rachel, you get a free Comfort In A Glass t-shirt when you buy a set of four red or white wine glasses.”
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“Did you get a Comfort In A Glass t-shirt when you bought this white wine glass set?” Rachel asked.
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“Hold on a second,” Erica answered as she placed her glass of white wine on the counter and got up from her seat. “I’ll be back in a minute,” she added heading now for her bedroom to retrieve her Comfort In A Glass t-shirt.
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For the next several minutes Rachel sat quietly in Erica’s kitchen sipping her wine and admiring the burgundy print on the Comfort In A Glass glass.
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“Here it is!” Erica called out as she entered the kitchen holding the Comfort In A Glass t-shirt up for Rachel to see.
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Feeling the material of the t-shirt, Rachel announced, “Really soft.” Erica then held the t-shirt up to the front of her body. “I Love the design,” she firmly stated, referring to the image of a wine glass with wine pouring into the glass.”
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“This has got to be the best deal on the internet,” Erica stated. “Four sets of wine glasses with the saying, Comfort In A Glass and a free Comfort In A Glass t-shirt all for thirty-nine ninety-five.”
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“Are you kidding me, Erica?”
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“Nope! “It truly is the best deal on the internet.”
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises.
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𝐒𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞

“I think I’m going to head to the concession stand now to beat the half-time rush,” Tommy said to his girlfriend Lauren and her friend Tina and her date Warren, referring to their attendance at the Rutgers vs. Army football game they were attending. “Can I get you guys anything?’ he asked looking down the aisle at his friends.
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“That’s kind of you, Tommy,” Warren replied. “I’ll have a Coke and a dog.”
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“I would appreciate it if you could get me a large Sippity hot chocolate,” Tina requested, as she opened her purse and began to pull out her wallet. “I’m freezing,” she added referring to the cool, crisp, early Autumn night.
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“It’s on me,” Tommy stated as he looked down the isle at Tina. “Any particular favor of Sippity hot chocolate?
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“Chocolate marshmallow, if they have it,” Tina answered. “Otherwise, chocolate is fine.”
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“Let me come with you, Tommy,” his girlfriend specified as she started to get up from her seat. “You’re going to need some help carrying everything back”, she proclaimed as she took a step towards Tommy.
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Several minutes later Tommy took his second place in the concession line. “I’ll pay for this Lauren, after all Warren, Tina and you are still in college, and as you know since I graduated last May my engineering job has given me a good lifestyle.
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“That’s very kind of you,” Lauren replied as the line moved up now positioning them in front of the order taker. “May I help you? The clerk asked Lauren. “Yes, please,” she began to answer before Tommy notched his way in front of her.
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“We’ll have four hot dogs, two medium Cokes, a sixteen-ounce beer and a large Sippity hot chocolate,” Tommy replied. Pausing for a second, he turned to Lauren and asked, “What flavor Sippity hot chocolate did Tina want?”
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“Chocolate marshmallow,” Lauren firmly stated in a tone that told her boyfriend she did not appreciate being pushed to the side when he placed the order.
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“I’m sorry, we do not have chocolate marshmallow Sippity hot chocolate,” the clerk stated. “The only flavor we have is chocolate.”
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“That will be fine,” Tommy replied. “So, it’s a large Sippity hot chocolate,” he added looking at the clerk.
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“I should have your order out in a minute,” the clerk stated. She then turned and called out the order, first to the hot dog clerk, “Four dogs, please.” Then to the soft drink clerk, “Two medium Cokes.” And finally, to the hot chocolate clerk, “One large Sippity Hot Chocolate.” The clerk then turned back to Tommy and announced, “That will be fifty-one dollars, sir.”
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Without hesitation, Tommy took his credit card from his wallet and while handing it to the clerk, curiously asked, “Fifty-one dollars seems a bit high. Can you give me a breakdown?”
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“Certainly, sir,” the clerk replied. “I have four dogs at six-dollars each, two medium Cokes at six dollars each, one twenty-ounce beer at ten dollars and one large Sippity hot chocolate at five dollars.”
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“Thank you for that explanation,” Tommy replied, then instructing Lauren to pick up the drink tray containing the two Cokes and the large Sippity hot chocolate. I’ll take the beer and dogs.”
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Several minute later Lauren and Tommy had made there way back to their seat’s food and drinks in tow. “So, how was the half-time show?” Lauren asked as she extended the drink tray towards Tina. “Here, Tina, here is your Sippity hot chocolate and one of the Coke’s is for you Warren.”
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Tommy then extended his hand full of four hog dogs in the direction of Tina, Warren and Lauren, and then stated, “Get ‘em while there hot.”
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While everyone was enjoying their food, Tina was the first to acknowledge the food and drinks Tommy had purchased when she held up her hot dog in one hand the Sippity hot chocolate container in the other in Tommy’s direction and announced, “Touchdown, Tommy. Touchdown!”
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises.
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𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

“Hey, Steve,” Jimmy pronounced as his brother’s car pulled behind a Honda Accord stopped at the intersection of Tremont and White Plains Road. “Can you pull up a little closer?” Jimmy asked.

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“I can, but why,” Steve curiously replied inching his car closer to the Honda Accord.
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“Look at that bumper sticker on the left side of the fender,” Jimmy stated referring the red and white Republican Strong bumper sticker.
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“Republican Strong,” Steve softly said.
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“Isn’t that cool,” Jimmy stated now having had the chance to get a closer look at the bumper sticker. “It says in small print under the words Republican Strong, Stuff For Everyone.”
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“You sound like you’re now very curious,” Steve injected. “Look it up,” he added as the traffic light changed and Steve slowly accelerated his car following the Honda through the intersection.
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Jimmy typed into his cell phone the words, Stuff For Everyone, as Steve now pressed harder on the gas petal. After studying the Stuff For Everyone website Jimmy, mumbled to himself, “They sell a variety of men’s and woman’s Republican Strong t-shirts, sweatshirts and hoodies.”
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“Let me see,” Steve requested.
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“Ok. I’ll show you, but first pull into that Shell station ahead,” Jimmy instructed. “You know I’m a big believer is not using a cell phone while you are driving.”
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After Steve had parked his car in one of the side parking spaces at the Shell station, he stated, “Now show me these Republican Strong t-shirts you got so excited about.” Taking the phone from his brother, Steve studied the variety of Republican Strong t-shirts, sweatshirts and hoodies.
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“I love the red t-shirt,” Jimmy stated to his brother,” referring to the red crew neck Republican Strong t-shirt. “Why don’t I buy two, Steve. One for me and one for you. My treat.”
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After pausing for a moment Steve replied, “That’s very kind of you little brother.” Then added, “But with Fall and the colder temperatures right around the corner, I think either the hoodie or pull over sweatshirt would be more practical,” he added clicking on the zip up hoodie image. “WOW! Steve announced the moment he saw the product image appear showing the back of the hoodie with the words Republican Strong centered between two arches containing three stars each. “I love it,” he proclaimed. “This is the hoodie I want,’ he added. “It’s me!”
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“OK, bro,” Jimmy replied. “But I’m just going to take a look at the pull over hoodie, if you don’t mind.” After studying the pull over hoodie, Jimmy stated to his brother, “I think I’m going to get the pull over hoodie. While I like the zip up, I don’t want to get the same sweatshirt as you.”
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“That’s nice of you, Jimmy,” Steve stated.
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“I’ll tell you what Steve,” Jimmy said looking at his brother. Since we’re already in a gas station why don’t you fill up and I’ll order the Republican Strong zip up hoodie for you and the Republican Strong pull-over hoodie for me.”
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“Sounds like a plan,” Steve stated getting out of the car and headed towards the back of his car to remove the gas cap. “Oh,” Steve called out as he headed back to the open driver’s door and looked in at Jimmy. “I’m a 2-XL.” He then added, “I’ll be back in a minute. I’m just gonna run into the convenience store and get a pack of ci******es.”
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Involved in placing the Republican Strong sweatshirt order Jimmy did not look up but acknowledged his brother by saying, “OK”.
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A few minutes later Steve emerged from the convenience store with a bag. After he got back in the car, he opened the bag and took out two bottles of water. “Here Jimmy,” he stated handling his brother one of the bottles.
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“That’s nice of you,” Jimmy politely replied looking to his bother. “Good luck,” he added, referring to the scratch off lotto ticket Steve was now playing.
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After a few minutes of scratching off the lotto card boxes, Steve called out, “Bingo, I just won one-hundred dollars.” He than handed the lotto card to Jimmy stating, “Here, this should pay for the two Republican Strong sweatshirts you just bought.”
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Written by R.D. Jenkins, Co-Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Stuff For Everyone, a wholly-owned subsidiary of Harper Jenkins Scobie Enterprises.
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I would appreciate it if you would help us spread the word about our company by contacting your friends on your social media sites and LIKEING us on Facebook:
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Stuff For Everyone is a trademark of Stuff For Everyone, LLC. Republican Strong is a registered trademark of HJS Clothing, LLC.
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