Good Job

From: unicorn <unicorn_at_indenial.com>
Date: Mon Jul 19 2010 - 02:22:10 EDT

"Good Job"*

*"Hello Mrs. Miller," said the bearded guy behind the
counter at the bagel shop.

My husband and I looked at him but drew complete blanks.

"I'm sorry, do we know each other?" I asked.

"Yeah, you was my English teacher."

Leaning over, my husband whispered, "Good job, Honey, good job."

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"Rolodex"*

*I was addressing some mail when I noticed that my
card file of frequently used addresses was missing.
Thinking it must have fallen from my typing table into
the wastebasket, I called the office janitor.

"I've lost my Rolodex," I told him. "It may have been
picked up with the trash. Is there any way you could find it?"

He said he would conduct a search. When the janitor
informed me he had searched every trash container
for my Rolodex, with no luck, I thanked him for his trouble.

As I left work that evening, the janitor met me at the door.

"Good night," he said smiling apologetically. "Sorry I
couldn't find your watch."
Received on Mon Jul 19 02:22:11 2010

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