TMI

In this day of information overload, sometimes there’s just too much TMI.

I was watching one of the closing moments of the Rio Olympics when the ‘talking head’ said of one of the American track stars,

“I understand he has a tattoo of the State of Minnesota on his right buttock.”

(Given its rather dubious location, I don’t know if that manmade birthmark speaks to his intense love or the lack thereof for his native state).

Speaking of butts, I think my dad might have accused me of TMI when a full sixty years hence, as he was administering a few well-laid wacks on my posterior, I exclaimed, “That don’t hurt!” 

(No doubt, my habitual use of that phrase quickly extinguished his fervor for corporal punishment).

This week one of my brothers was admitted to his local hospital for a surgical procedure. As he was being wheeled into the operating theater, and while still very much awake, one of the nurses mused, “The situation with that last guy we worked on is very unfortunate.”

(After having been discharged, my brother assured me that this was a bit more information than he would have preferred at the time).

I worked for ‘the fastest ship in the shipping business’ for twenty years, and I recall one of my coworkers having told me a joke.

It seems Bill and Bob were UPS drivers, as well as fast friends. One day Bob unexpectedly passed away. Of course, Bill missed him terribly and one night as he was about to dose off, his friend Bob materialized in his bedroom. Startled, and at the same time curious, Bill asked,

“Bob, is that you?”

To which his dearly departed friend replied,

“Yes, indeed, Bill. None other.”

Their dialogue continued.

“Well, I certainly didn’t expect to see you right away, Bob.”

Bob smiled a whimsical smile and said,

“Bill, I have good news and I bad news.”

Bill’s curiosity knew no bounds, and he queried,

“Don’t keep me guessing, Bob. What’s the good news?”

To which Bob responded,

“There is a UPS in heaven!”

Of course, Bill was excited to receive this revelation from the great beyond, and asked the next most obvious question.

“Well, what’s the bad news, Bob?”

Bob’s smile faded a bit.

“There’s a load going out tomorrow, and they just backed your truck up to the loading dock.”

(One of the best examples of TMI I think I ever heard)!


  By William McDonald, PhD. From (Mc)Donald's Daily Diary. Vol. 41. Copyright pending

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