To most folks the life at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seems idyllic. But for some like Sydney the carefree life takes a terrible toll. As seen above the breakdowns begin by barking at bubbles. the Face of Everyman tries to step in and offer his style of talk therapy. No one knows what becomes of those who are sent to the clinic in Switzerland.
Emergency landings are rare at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but when Gandy Dancer called ahead reporting his troubles the Face of Everyman went into action. Crews were alerted for both ground and water crashes. The Bar opened to serve light refreshments until noon when full service would commence. A wee dram of rum was available for “GD” to calm his nerves after such a harrowing experience.
Chauncey approached the Goddess of Mercy Guan Yin thinking that she would help solve all his problems. The goddess was new to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and had already made a good impression on the folks hereabouts; even the venerable sage. No one heard the Face of Everyman mutter his heart felt thanks that now, she would share the burden of listening to those who sought free advice at all hours of the day or night.
the Face of Everyman tried to explain to Scrappy that he was unsuitable for the job. The Ad on Craig’s List was for a Service Animal that would remain in the grand lobby of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and provide comfort to those guests in distress. The venerable sage pointed out that, by the cut of his jib, he was best at catching rats, mice and gophers. This job would go to someone more docile; perhaps a Lab or a Golden Retriever. Scrappy went home and put his collar on in order to look more respectable for his next job interview. Luckily all his shots were up to date.
The IRS agent was clear. He was here to look at the books of an import company of which the Face of Everyman was listed as CEO. The venerable sage had so many small and varied interests that surely he couldn’t be expected to recall any particular one at a moments notice. The agent was gruff and all business, yet he gave “E” till Tuesday to meet his demands. Everyman thought: “Better call . . .”