🛠️ The Carpenter

 

There was a man named Joe, a carpenter who made incredible furniture.

He lived in a small city, but it was always full of people trying to buy furniture from Joe's store, Arge Oaks. Every Saturday Joe would go out into the forest to cut wood for his furniture. One Saturday Joe decided to go further out into the forest, in order to see the older and larger trees. He came across a bunch of beautiful pine trees, at least 100 feet tall and without a blemish. He cut them down and brought them back to his workshop to make more furniture.

This set of furniture was like no other, it was perfect in every way, and word quickly got around, with people coming from near and far to buy furniture from Joe. Competitors began opening stores with Joe's name to try to pull in customers but would never make as good furniture as Joe could. Looking at his recent success, Joe decided to go further into the forest every week, to get better and better wood. His furniture just kept getting better and better, and word kept spreading around the country, so much that eventually Joe's name was known by almost everyone.

A couple months later, Joe's business was more successful than ever, people were buying thousands of dollars' worth of furniture from his store every day. It eventually came to his Saturday woodchopping time, so he took off with his new truck, his axe and his lunch, and headed out to the forest. Joe had been going out further for wood for so long that he had to drive almost 20 miles to get to a new section of forest, so Joe decided to go into another nearby forest, only a couple miles away. After driving about a mile into the forest, he saw the tallest oak tree he had ever seen, he decided to stop and set up there, chopping down the cluster of massive oak trees.

Joe was so engrossed in chopping the oak trees, he kept swinging into the night, and after stopping for a while, realized the time and panicked. It was too dark to drive home, so he decided to camp out for the night. Joe woke up in the middle of the night and was immediately surrounded by a group of angry ents. Joe jumped up and grabbed his axe, swinging at the ents. He grabbed each dying ent, kissed them, and said "calm". Joe was never the same after that.

A couple weeks later a man came to town, and asked which shop was Joe's. Joe's wife said, "here in Arge Oaks, the real Joe kissing the calm ents"

Author: Autismic123