Shawn was sitting at home and while cruising through the channels after dinner caught an advert for a beautiful waterfall in the middle of the jungles of Africa. He had always heard about the dangers of Africa. He had been hearing lately about the pirates the patrol the coasts. He heard back in college about the children that are forced to fight wars older than they are. He had heard about much of the country being raped by AIDS and the genocide that continues to plague the continent. For whatever reason though he could not shake the image of this unbelievably stunning waterfall. After returning from his trance, he changed the channel to his normal ritual of nightly reality TV. Waking up around 11pm he moved to the bedroom and attempts to go to sleep. The image is back. It would not leave his mind. He's intrigued. The advert told him of the ease by which you can reach the waterfall, but the warning kept repeating in his head, "This will change your life forever. Taste and see." He thought it was quite interesting that those particular words were used. Brushing it off he finally got sleep.
The next morning the alarm clock startled Shawn from his deep sleep. The first thing he heard on the clock radio was about the waterfall. He made a mental note to give the toll free number a call later that day. He made his way to the shower and got ready for the day. After swinging by his local coffee shop for the morning joe, he eased into traffic for his commute and came to a complete stop. There's nothing comparable to a commute in Dallas. It's quite possibly the worst experience known to the human race. It is brutal and cut-throat, but the fittest survive and make it to the office unscathed. The drudgery of work pressed on him as he day dreamed about the waterfall. What would it be like? How tall is it? Can you walk in it? What does the water feel like? Can you drink it? Is it really as glorious as it looked in the pictures? What does he mean by taste and see? Four o'clock rolled around and Shawn has wrapped up early for the day despite the onslaught of requests. He climbed into the driver's seat and, like all Americans, immediately pulls out his cell phone and dials a number. He did not get on the road, however. He's being responsible. He waited for the person on the end of the line to pick up so he could get some more information about flying out to Africa for his vacation. He had accumulated two weeks over the past year and half. A polite young woman answers his call.
"Thank you for calling. How may I help you?"
"I want to know more about this waterfall deal" he questioned. "Why have I never heard about this before?"
"I'm sorry that you have not heard before. We try to get the information out as quickly as possible, but some people are not available or are too caught up in the rat race of life", she stated. "We are very excited that you called today and would love to get you there as soon as possible. When would be a good time for you to make your trip?"
"How about next Tuesday", Shawn replies.
"Perfect. Your chauffeur will pick you up at your house next Tuesday at 8am sharp and take you to the airport. Thank you for calling!"
"Wait!" Shawn exclaims. The line is already dead. How will she know where to send the car? How much do I owe for my plane ticket and accommodations? Hold the phone! Did she say "chauffeur"? She did! SWEET CHICKEN!!!
Stay tuned for Part 2
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