I have been asked to give a presentation to my colleagues in December. Each month the spiritual care department here at the hospital puts on an "Oasis": an opportunity to discuss some uplifting thing so everyone can have a mini-retreat in the work day. Nice, but suddenly I am on the spot. The dear lady who asked me to do it said, " Now, I am not going to tell you what to talk about, but humor would be nice". THE PRESSURE! Once, some time ago, I was asked to talk about humor in the workplace. Now, don't get me wrong, I love to laugh, tell more jokes than most, and I am not afraid of a microphone...nonetheless, when you are asked to present on humor, everyone comes prepared to laugh. I am not a stand-up. My dilemma is a deep desire to do ANYTHING but humor, with an expectation from everyone that humor is the topic du jour in my mind. Maybe I could learn to juggle.
Of course, a hospital is rife with things to laugh about...but outside of nursing, poop, vomit and farts, while hysterical to adolescent boys, are rarely funny to adults. There goes all my material.
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