No Sunday Paper
>> Friday, June 3, 2011
This is dedicated to all of us who are seniors, to all of you who know seniors, and to all of you who will become seniors.
“Where is my Sunday paper?”
The irate customer calling the Toronto Star newspaper office loudly demanded to know where her Sunday edition was.
“Madam,” said the Star employee, “today is Saturday. The Sunday paper is not delivered until tomorrow … on Sunday.”
There was quite a long pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a ray of recognition as she was heard to mutter …
“Well, shoot, that explains why no one was at church either.”
3 comments:
I imagine that's what my senior years will sound like! Very funny:0!
I've done some things close to that. You've got a ways to go.
I laughed so much at this one. I too have come really close to doing something similar.
Bonnie
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