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Tall Tales & Short Yarns – S04E11 – Untitled – AI Transcript

[00:00:00] Welcome to the theater of your mind. Please leave all anxieties and troubles behind and prepare yourself for the illumination of your imagination. With more it's tiles and short hands created by Timothy Carol and Eric, Kevin O'Leary.

What the world needs now is love. Sweet love just a little bit too. Maybe. What do you think this is? Karaoke or something? It's not, it's supposed to be the tall tales and short yarns odd. Hi, I'm Tim. And on behalf of Eric  and myself, we welcome you. And thank you for joining in and tuning in. I hope my little bit of singing didn't put you off, but Tom, what a beautiful song.

It was by Burt Bacharach and held by [00:01:00] what the world needs now is love. Sweet love, man. It sure does. And we can be vehicles of that love just in the way we conduct ourselves. Who've been kind and charitable. And non-judgemental using empathy and, uh, Rolling that way through life, man, overcoming our own little, sometimes moods that we might get in where we want to just gristle or complain or take issue with people, man, they're on the side of kindness that our opinion anyway.

Uh, but, uh, what do we know, mate? What the heck do we know? Uh, what we do know is that it's time for another story. So are you sitting comfortably? Good. Good. Uh, here we go then. Um, again, I haven't been titling these scores so much for, for this series series for short yarns. Um, I think I'll give it a title now and I'm going to call it untitled.

[00:02:00] Here we go.

Janine shook, snake pursed, her lips and nodded enthusiastically Janine was happily aware of the delicate odor of the Estee Lauder. Beautiful fragrance. That she had chosen to wear to this morning's job interview. Now the interview had been going fairly well. In fact, she was more than qualified and with her buoyant personality, she knew that she'd be just perfect for the position.

However, The past 15 minutes that she had spent in the small, but comfortable office sitting across the desk from sales manager, Don Luskin had been largely dominated by the one long wirey silver [00:03:00] hair that was growing from the tip of Don Luskin snows. Uh, Janine had tried not to stare. But the longest she sat there, the more it bothered her, I realized then that she was now no longer paying any attention whatsoever to what Don Luskin was saying, but she found her own inner voice, loudly protesting and demanding her attention.

He obviously knows it's there. I mean every time he looks in the mirror, he'd see the damn thing. Why wouldn't he just plaque that little horror? She thought to herself as Dawn's voice droned on about target market research, suddenly without warning something inside of Janine shook snakes now. She quickly sat bolt upright from her chair, leaned across the desk and said, I'm sorry, Don.

Before reaching over and plucking the gospely little follicle [00:04:00] free of Don Lusk Kim's nose with great poise and elegance. She then waived the long ghastly, gray hair free of her fingers. And as it floated their feathers, She then deftly produced a tissue from her handbag. She used it to wipe her fingertips.

As she stood up, looked at Don and said, call me and vivaciously Leslie left the office. Va Va Vavoom . Thanks for listening, man. Catch you later.

The curtain now must fall upon the theater of your mind, but until we meet again, just promise to be kind. Thanks for listening to tall tales and short yarns. [00:05:00]