Monday, April 26, 2004

Monday Schadenfreude: In Which Paul Martin Overlooks a Small Detail

All day long, Prime Minister Paul Martin had been nervous about his meeting with the Dalai Lama. "Remember, keep the talk to spiritual matters," he said to himself over and over all day long. "Don't mess this up, too."

It was now Friday evening and time to get down to business. After hesitating for a fraction of a section on the theshold of Ottawa Archbishop Marcel Gervais's house, Martin put on his best polyethlene smile and entered for his 25 minute session with the Dalai Lama.

"Hello, Your Holiness!" Martin said stretching out his arm to shake hands with the Dalai Lama.

"Thank you so much for agreeing to meet with me, Prime Minister" the Dalai Lama said. As he bowed, the spiritual leader's eyes caught sight of Martin's pants. Unable to help himself, the Dalai Lama began to giggle.

"What is it, Your Holiness?" Martin asked, suddenly paranoid that he had done something wrong already.

"Oh, nothing," the Dalai Lama chuckled. Then, after a short pause, he looked right, left, then said in a loud stage whisper, "X - Y - Z."

Martin turned bright red, turned himself away from the Tibetan spiritual leader, and did up his zipper.

This has been your Monday Schadenfreude.

Post-script

Previous Monday Schadenfreude: Teenage Pol Pot, Tony Robbins, Dame Judy Dench, Donald Trump, Kissinger.

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