Monday, November 27, 2017
Good morning crew,
Is it Monday? Did I make it? Whew! What with the holiday, the four day weekend, plus the wife was away from home and left me home alone with that vicious little dog of hers and 200 pounds of laundry, I wasn't sure I would survive to see another week.
Well, it was nothing that a little ingenuity, determination and alcohol couldn't handle.
Laugh it up,
Joe
joe@gophercentral.com
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Recently, I called to make reservations on a small charter plane that departs from Teterboro airport in New Jersey.
I knew that I would be flying in a very small plane, so I was not surprised when the clerk said, "The plane is very full with baggage and passengers." Then she asked, "How much do you weigh, sir?"
Not thinking clearly I answered, "With or without clothes?"
"Well," said the clerk, "how do you intend to travel?"
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In a small business office they have an answering machine that instructs callers to leave their name and address, and to spell any difficult words.
Early one Monday the secretary was reviewing the weekend messages and she heard an enthusiastic young woman recite her name and address and then confidently offer, "My difficult word is reconciliation. R-E-C-O-N-C-I-L-I-A-T-I-O-N."