ONCE UPON A TIME, Cinderella
lived with her wicked stepmother and two wicked step sisters. The sisters were very sporty spending days at the gym, playing tennis, swimming, biking. The
step sisters, although having great figures could have used a bit of plastic
surgery to improve their faces, unlike Cinderella who was one of those women
who never had a pimple and whose hair always fell in just the right way
including rainy days.
When her father was
alive all was well, but he’d died leaving the stepmother as trustee for all
three girls, his own daughter and his two adopted daughters.
With the lower budget
after her husband’s death, the wicked stepmother had to reduce staff and insisted that Cinderella
do the cleaning and cooking. Her real daughters were always off to the gym.
Although Cinderella
thought this was unfair, her father had always told her how important it was
for girls to be sweet and do for others, although he had demanded very little
from her. She thought he would want her to help her stepmother so she did the
chores in his memory despite part of her resenting it.
One day the girls came
home from the gym all a twitter. The owner of their gym and many others was
having a gym-a-thon and the rumor had it that he was also looking for a wife.
They went out and
bought new sweat suits and bathing suits and the latest in sneakers.
Cinderella wanted to
go to. Before her father died, she’d been a great swimmer and tennis player.
She even had a three handicap in golf, but the family could no longer afford a club
membership.
The day came when the
girls were to leave for the gym-a-thon. Cinderella’s outfit was old but she
still looked beautiful.
The older sister put
her hand on the back of Cinderella’s neck and ripped the sweat suit so it was
unwearable. They laughed as they went out the door.
Cinderella sat down
and cried.
There was a tinkle of
light and a fairy appeared. “I’m your fairy godmother,” she said.
She didn't look like any fairy godmother that Cinderella had ever seen in picture books, but fairy godmothers are hard to come by, so she said nothing.
And for sneakers, she created a logo-free pair that
matched her costume. Nowhere in the world did another pair like that exist.
“The only thing is you
must be back by 10 pm when the gym closes,” and in another twinkle the fairy
godmother disappeared and Cinderella found herself in the center of the gym.
The owner noticed her
immediately and they played a tennis double. Cinderella made every shot.
“How do you know
this?”
“I read business
reports on the Internet.”
She made him laugh
with her sense of humor and stories. Until now he’d been so wrapped up in his
business, he hadn’t had much time for fun.
The two step sisters
were most annoyed and tried to barge in but the owner sent them away.
Then they swam in the pool to cool off before going to the juice bar to talk. He found
Cinderella not only pretty, but she smart and understood how his business
worked.
Cinderella was having such good time until the clock began to strike 10. She rushed off loosing a sneaker.
The owner was shocked.
He hadn’t asked her name. He recognized the sneaker as an original and the next
day he took his guest list and started calling at all the houses of those that attended his event. When he came
to Cinderella’s house, the two stepsisters locked their rival in her bedroom.
One said it was her
sneaker, but the gym owner looked at her and said, “Your feet are too big.”
The owner left, but
just as he was going to get in his car, Cinderella called from her bedroom
window. Fortunately, the two step sisters weren’t that bright and had forgotten
about the window.
Of course, the sneaker
fit Cinderella, but that wasn’t all that important. The gym owner would have
been really stupid not to recognize her.
They didn’t live
totally happily ever after because they were normal people and Cinderella
decided to use her back bone. She became VP of Marketing for the gyms. However,
the owner respected her spunk and overall they had a good life.
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