On this glorious Groundhog Day, Punxsutawney Phil, Seer of Seers, Prognosticator of all Prognosticators is readied for his annual announcement.
He was awakened by a call from the Punxsutawney Phil society’s president and his handler.
After casting a joyful eye towards his faithful followers, he sniffed around, and meandered through the nearby bushes. He seems unimpressed by the gathering press core with their clicking cameras.
Then his spokesman made the proclamation.
“Hear Ye Hear Ye!
Phil proclaimed that his beloved Pittsburgh Steelers are Super bowl champs and the bright sky above him showed his shadow beside him, so there will be six more weeks of winter.”
“Rhaatid!”, shouted a local Jamaican in the crowd. “What the @*$# cloth him just said?”
He followed that with a vicious verbal barrage of vigorous words seeming to pertain to cloth.
That certainly got the attention of the society’s president.
“Are you in the haberdashery business sir?” the president inquired.
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“No, sir, but my sister owns a small hotel in Jamaica and with the economic down turn, she had to lay off several people from her staff, and needs a sign for some pick up in business.
Now with Phil declaring just 6 more weeks of winter, folks may put off making the investment in themselves by going to our land of eternal summer, Jamaica”.
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“I am so sorry to hear this. Tell you what, the folks here are not all that thrilled with Phil either. They are saying who cares about his winter prediction, how about some new jobs prediction. Look at this poster I found nailed to my door this morning.”
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“Tell you what, suppose you get him to study up on Jamaica’s habitat, and see if he could spend a few weeks there, away from this desolate place and angry people. It could not have an easier job, and we have only one season ” stated the Jamaican.
“Let him take a look at this beautiful poster, and get himself to Philly to enter the contest!”
