Not all funny stories are jokes. This one actually happened to me. Hope you get a chuckle out of it.
Years ago when I was newly married to my first wife, she had roses delivered to me at my office one day. I was working in Sarasota, Florida at a regional office of the State Department of Education. We were working in a building that used to be a warehouse, and, in fact, was sometimes still referred to as the "warehouse" by people in the area.
I was surprised when the flowers were delivered, of course, but I was even more surprised by the behavior of the young man delivering them. He seemed awfully nervous, and kept trying to sneak peeks into every cubicle and office.
This was when you still got paper copies of receipts with your credit card statement, and eventually, I got a copy of the order that my wife had placed for the flowers. She had dutifully told them to deliver the roses to the "warehouse", but whoever had taken the order had written "whorehouse".
No wonder the kid was looking around so hard!
Have a great day!
Don
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