QUESTION OF THE DAY How Come Nobody Sympathizes With Me Because I Happen To Be Perfect In Every Way?
I am a multi-millionaire. I am successful
in everything I do. Beautiful women yearn for the
chance just to be near me. Why then does nobody ever sympathize with me?
I guess I first started feeling this lack of sympathy back in high school when I was unanimously voted class president, named captain of the football team and graduated with straight A's. Yet did anyone ever show the slightest signs of pity towards me?
I think these feelings started to grow worse when I received my scholarship to Harvard where I wrote nine symphonies, helped find a cure for cancer and won three Heisman trophies.
Then these feelings became almost intolerable when I got into the real world and picked up a Nobel Prize for both Literature and Physics, started my own multinational clothing line and dated ten different Miss Americas.
Now, as I gaze out of the window of my 30-acre seaside home, you would think that maybe just one person somewhere would find it in his/her heart to sympathize with me. But alas they don't.
I guess somehow I will just have to get used to coping with a life that is perfect in every way.
I am a multi-millionaire. I am successful
in everything I do. Beautiful women yearn for the
chance just to be near me. Why then does nobody ever sympathize with me?