“Gypsies hardly die of heart attack as they have a hearty life free of materialistic worries,” said my colleague.
“Oh, really?” I responded.
“As a child we smile 200 times a day, but as adults we hardly smile,” he said.
“That’s funny,” I smiled, and asked “What’s the reason?”
“Simple man. Tension. For everything we get tense. Just drive across the city and see every other motorist grim-faced and angry. The motorists who do not look angry are those who keep chatting on their mobile phones while driving. After all, they know it’s just the pedestrian who will die and not themselves.”
“Shucks. We should never get tense for any reason,” I told him.
“Ya true,” he grinned, but then immediately changed his expression. “Oh God, I forgot to ring up the bank regarding the credit card.”
“Buddy, we promised to remain cool.”
“Shut up, you don’t know when to joke and when to be serious,” he was running away from me.