Posts Tagged ‘moses’

Professional hand waving

Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011

It’s become apparent that hand waving is reaching professional levels. In South Africa, many residential areas have them sitting in huts at the entrance and exit of roads. In England, the trend setting Queen draws crowds who line the streets to see her wave. Here are five important things you’ll have to work on to become a professional hand waver.

1.) If you aren’t lucky enough to automatically be a professional hand waver by blood, you’ll need to get yourself a snappy uniform and man a hut or stand in a busy intersection.

2.) Royal blood and fancy uniforms aren’t going to do all the work for you. Get into a gym and find a machine that works your hand waving. If gym is not for you, try a sport that really works the hands, like chess.

3.) Although it’s not an official requirement, you’ll be considered a more professional hand waver if you dress your hand in the appropriate attire. Dress it up for formal occasions or dress it down for some break dancing in the streets. Even when you aren’t waving, your hand should be looking its best.

4.) Technique is everything, you don’t see the queen haphazardly waving her hand like a helicopter propeller or Moses the security guard whipping his hand back and forth like it’s Willow Smith’s hair. Learn the casual lift of the hand or the slight bend technique, and you’re on your way.

5.) Practice makes perfect. You aren’t going to become a sensation overnight, you’re going to have to put in the blood, sweat and tears. Wave at family, friends and strangers constantly and put in those hours.

Good luck, I’ll see you at the hand waving Olympics soon.

The Burglar

Friday, April 18th, 2008

BurglarA burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flashlight around, looking for valuables when a voice in the dark said, ‘Jesus is watching you.’

He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off, and froze. When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head and continued.

Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard ‘Jesus is watching you.’

Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot.

‘Did you say that?’ he hissed at the parrot.

‘Yep’, the parrot confessed, then squawked, ‘I’m just trying to warn you that he is watching you.’

The burglar relaxed. ’Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you?’

‘Moses,’ replied the bird.

‘Moses?’ the burglar laughed. ‘What kind of people would name a bird Moses?’

‘The kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus.’