Marycile Beer Poet Prose Poetry

Hot Chocolate

A neighbor returned home early from a vacation in Switzerland.  When asked 
about his trip he seemed a little hesitant to talk about it.  Finally he shrugged his 
shoulders and said, "I found it rather an unfriendly place."
 
    Puzzled about such a statement I asked why?
 
    "The first evening in Geneva I asked for a cup of hot chocolate and they kicked 
me out of the establishment. 'Sir we'll have none of that in here,' he told me."
 
       "The next morning I decided to eat at the hotel where I was staying and the 
same thing happened.  Only this time they kicked me out bag and baggage and 
told me not to come back.  I found a rooming house and spent the night there.  
The next morning the same thing happened when I asked for a cup of hot 
chocolate."
 
        "Soon my presence was known all over town and I couldn't get another 
room.  So I had to come home early.  It was as though I had a bad reputation or 
something."
 
      I was totally shocked.  How could such a straight laced religious man cause 
such an up roar?  And this was so out of character for the things I had heard 
about the Swiss people.
 
       "If you ever go to that country don't order the Hot Chocolate.  It must be taboo 
to serve it."
 
     How could a simple cup of Hot Chocolate cause such a commotion?
 
      
     "Are you sure it was the HOT CHOCOLATE that caused the problem?"
 
      "Of Coures it was.  I'd go into a restaurant and ask for an extra ' HOT SWISS 
MISS ' and they'd throw me out."
 
       
 
 
Gotcha__ Didn't I?

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