Vicki, an unhappy rich woman, sits impatiently on a bus stop bench. Mike, a homeless man, sits down next to her with a big smile on his face. Vicki: What are you smiling for? Mike: It's what I do. Vicki: I won't ask. Mike: I sell smiles for a living. Vicki: I'm not interested. Mike: Here, have a free one - on me. (He smiles at her.) Vicki: No thank you. Mike: Sorry, can't take it back. You'll have to give it to someone else. Vicki: What? Mike: The smile. You'll have to give it away if you don't want it. Or sell it if you like - apparently it hasn't been used much. Vicki: What do you mean by that? Mike: You don't smile very often, do you? Vicki: So what if I don't? Mike: Shouldn't waste your smile...there's plenty of people who could use one. Vicki: Well they can have mine. Mike: Your what? Vicki: My smile. Mike: I don't see one. Vicki: I thought you just gave me one. Mike: I tried, but it didn't stick. I think it bounced right off. Vicki: Fine. What's there to smile about anyway? Mike: Well-- Vicki: You don't have to answer that. Mike: There's lots of things to smile about. It's a beautiful day outside; the buses are running on time-- Vicki: I don't want to hear about it. Mike: --and look at that flower over there, now that would make anybody smile-- Vicki: Would you leave me alone!
(a long moment of silence. Finally, she gives in.)
Vicki: So what's the going rate on smiles these days? Mike: Pardon me? Vicki: Your smiles...how much are they? Mike: Oh, they're very expensive. Vicki: So's my taste. Mike: You probably couldn't afford one. Vicki: Try me. Mike: I'm warning...it'll cost you. Vicki: Yes, I know, HOW MUCH? Mike: One smile. Vicki: One smile? Mike: That's how much they cost. Vicki: What? Mike: The price for a smile is exactly one smile. That's the going rate. (She thinks about it) Vicki: Alright. (smiles) I'll take one. Mike: It was a pleasure doing business with you. (he leaves)
(Daisy, a streetwalker, sits down next to her.)
DAISY: What's with the smile? Vicki: I sell smiles for a living.
This Story is to remind you to always smile and be cheerful! It makes people happy! So, forward this to all your friends to remind them to keep a smile on their face! Keep on smiling!
also, when you smile it makes people wonder what you are up to.
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Mike, a homeless man, sits down next to her with a big smile on his face.
Vicki: What are you smiling for?
Mike: It's what I do.
Vicki: I won't ask.
Mike: I sell smiles for a living.
Vicki: I'm not interested.
Mike: Here, have a free one - on me. (He smiles at her.)
Vicki: No thank you.
Mike: Sorry, can't take it back. You'll have to give it to someone else.
Vicki: What?
Mike: The smile. You'll have to give it away if you don't want it. Or sell
it if you like - apparently it hasn't been used much.
Vicki: What do you mean by that?
Mike: You don't smile very often, do you?
Vicki: So what if I don't?
Mike: Shouldn't waste your smile...there's plenty of people who could use one.
Vicki: Well they can have mine.
Mike: Your what?
Vicki: My smile.
Mike: I don't see one.
Vicki: I thought you just gave me one.
Mike: I tried, but it didn't stick. I think it bounced right off.
Vicki: Fine. What's there to smile about anyway?
Mike: Well--
Vicki: You don't have to answer that.
Mike: There's lots of things to smile about. It's a beautiful day outside;
the buses are running on time--
Vicki: I don't want to hear about it.
Mike: --and look at that flower over there, now that would make anybody
smile--
Vicki: Would you leave me alone!
(a long moment of silence. Finally, she gives in.)
Vicki: So what's the going rate on smiles these days?
Mike: Pardon me?
Vicki: Your smiles...how much are they?
Mike: Oh, they're very expensive.
Vicki: So's my taste.
Mike: You probably couldn't afford one.
Vicki: Try me.
Mike: I'm warning...it'll cost you.
Vicki: Yes, I know, HOW MUCH?
Mike: One smile.
Vicki: One smile?
Mike: That's how much they cost.
Vicki: What?
Mike: The price for a smile is exactly one smile. That's the going rate.
(She thinks about it)
Vicki: Alright. (smiles) I'll take one.
Mike: It was a pleasure doing business with you. (he leaves)
(Daisy, a streetwalker, sits down next to her.)
DAISY: What's with the smile?
Vicki: I sell smiles for a living.
This Story is to remind you to always smile and be cheerful! It makes
people happy! So, forward this to all your friends to remind them to
keep a smile on their face! Keep on smiling!
also, when you smile it makes people wonder what you are up to.