here’s a recent conversation that my friend andi told me about:
- andi: i can’t make it to that lecture, there’s a funeral that day.
somebody else: i see. my sincere condolences.
andi: no, i’m just the organist there.
s: so you organize the funeral?
andi: no! i’m playing.
s: …playing what?
andi: THE ORGAN!!!
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the other day, the door-bell rang at my home. my dad answered the door, and there was an old lady with a baby carriage.
she asked him if he could move our car out of our driveway*, so she could get through more easily. she even knew it was a private road, and she remarked that she was bold, …”but i’m an old woman and it would make it much easier for me”.
BS!
* our private driveway connects two public streets, but the parking space is right in the way. kind-of a “drive-through drive-way”.