Working Up

by Dwayne Phillips

It seems that “common sense” is what others need, which says much about me.

Me: Someone who has that malady should stay home and get well.

Me (later): I am fine. I am not that sick. I can do my job even when I am not completely well.

Common sense. It is what other persons need when they are a little sick. They should know that they should be home. I have common sense. I know when a sickness is not enough to keep a person (me) from work.

Common sense is when my car is old, but still running well enough to get me to work and around town and can still have one more big repair before I buy a new car. My friend just doesn’t have enough common sense to trade his klunker now while it has some value.

Common sense is when I shovel snow from my driveway so I can drive around. My neighbor doesn’t have good common sense. He isn’t going anywhere, so he should relax and let the sun melt the snow because that is good enough for him.

Funny how I have common sense, but others lack it. Funny how I know what to do at work on projects, but others just don’t seem to understand.