Slurping up praise, without a spoon

An email from Ellen below. My favorite part is that the only thing that makes her shout out to God is knowing that her full silverware set is once again safe and sound. ~Amy

-----Original Message-----
From: Ellen Reilly
Sent: Monday, August 27, 2007 2:41 PM
To: the gang
Subject: Re: FW: Improvoholics

I went by Baruch today to pick up my spoon and ask about the video...
I strolled in the main entrance casually, throngs of students all
around me, lifted my shades with a sly smile, awaiting the onslaught
of whispers and points, "Isn't that? I think it is... It's Ellen, oh
Ellen you were wonderful! Can I have your autograph?!"

Nothing. Not even imagined applause. I did recognize one of them,
though. Ah the injustice of it.

Got my spoon and yogurt, thank GOD

And then I strolled out, with nary a glimmer recognition from anyone
except the lady at security.

What a cruel, cruel world. How quickly they forget.

Ellen