WHEN LIFE BEGINS
A
minister, a priest and a rabbi were discussing when life
begins.
‘Those of my faith,’ said the
minister, ‘believe that life starts when the heart
begins to beat.’
‘We
take a bit of a different view,’ said the priest, ‘in
that we believe life starts at the moment of
conception.’
‘Well,’ said the rabbi, ‘it
is our belief that life starts when the kids move out
and the dog dies.’
CURTAIN RODS……
After 17 years of marriage, a
man dumped his wife for his young secretary. His new
girlfriend demanded that she wanted to live in the
couple’s multimillion-dollar home, and since the man’s
lawyers were a little better, he prevailed. He gave his
now ex-wife just 3 days to move out.
She
spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes,
crates and suitcases.
On
the second day, she had the movers come and collect her
things.
On
the third day, she sat down for the last time at their
beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some
soft background music, and feasted on several pounds of
shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of
Chardonnay.
When
she had finished, she went into each and every room and
deposited half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar,
into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up
the kitchen and left.
When
the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was
bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house
began to smell.
They
tried everything, cleaning and mopping and airing the
place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and
carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung
everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas
canisters, during which they had to move out for a few
days, and in the end they even paid to replace the
expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked.
People stopped coming over to
visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid
quit. Finally, they could not take the stench any longer
and decided to move.
A
month later, even though they had cut their price in
half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky
house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local
realtors refused to return their calls
Finally, they had to borrow a
huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were
going.
He
told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened
politely, and said that she missed her old home
terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce
settlement in exchange for getting the house
back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no
idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that
was about 1/10th of what the house was worth,
but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed, and within the hours, his lawyers delivered
the paperwork. A week later, the man and his new
girlfriend stood smirking as they watched the moving
company pack everything to take to their new home,
including the curtain rods.
WHAT’S IN A NAME?
The
manager of a large office noticed a new man one day and
told him to come into his office. ‘What’s your name?’ he
asked the new guy.
‘John,’ the new guy
replied.
The
manager scowled, ‘Look, I don’t know what kind of a
namby-pamby place you worked before, but I don’t call
anyone by their first name. It breeds familiarity and
that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my
employees by their last name only ... Smith, Jones,
Baker …That’s all. I am to be referred to only as
Mr. Robertson. Now that we got that straight, what is
your last name?
The
new guy sighed, ‘Darling, my name is John
Darling.’
‘Okay John, the next thing I
want to tell you is...‘
WHAT
THE ENGINEER SAYS (WHAT IS REALLY MEANT)
A
number of different approaches are being tried. (We are
still grasping at straws.)
We’re working on a fresh
approach to the problem. (We just hired three kids fresh
out of college.)
Close project coordination.
(We know who to blame.)
Major technological break
through. (It works OK, but looks very hi-tech.)
Customer satisfaction upon
delivery is assured. (We are so far behind schedule the
customer is happy to get it delivered.)
Preliminary operations tests
were inconclusive. (The darn thing blew up when we threw
the switch.)
Test
results were extremely gratifying. (We are so surprised
that the stupid thing works.)
The
entire concept will have to be abandoned. (The only
person who understood the thing, quit.)
It
is in process. (It is so wrapped up in red tape that the
situation is about hopeless.)
We’ll look into it. (Forget
it! We have enough problems for now.)
Please read and initial.
(Let’s spread the responsibility for the
mistake.)
Give
us the benefit of your thoughts. (We’ll listen to what
you have to say as long as it doesn’t interfere with
what we’ve already done.)
Give
us your interpretation. (I can’t wait to hear
this!)
All
New! (Parts not interchangeable with the previous
design.)
Rugged. (Too heavy to
lift!)
Years of development. (One
finally worked.)
Energy saving. (Achieved when
the power switch is off.)
Low
maintenance. (Impossible to fix if broken.)
YOU’RE NOT OLD UNLESS
You’re not old UNLESS you can
remember
. . .
Being sent to the drugstore
to test vacuum tubes for the TV.
When
Kool-Aid was the only drink for kids, other than milk
and sodas.
When
there were two types of sneakers for boys.
When
boys couldn’t wear anything but leather shoes to
school.
When
it took five minutes for the TV to warm up.
When
all your friends got their hair cut at the kitchen
table.
When
nearly everyone’s mom was at home when the kids got
there.
When
nobody owned a purebred dog.
When
a dime was a decent allowance, and a quarter a huge
bonus.
When
you’d reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When
girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school,
if then.
When
your mom wore nylons that came in two pieces.
When
all your teachers wore either neckties or had their hair
done, everyday.
When
you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas
pumped, without asking, for free, every time. And you
got trading stamps to boot!
When
laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels
hidden inside the box.
When
any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him, or use
him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid,
thought a thing of it.
When
it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to
dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
When
they threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed
… and they did!
When
being sent to the principal’s office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student
at home.
WHAT’S YOUR JOB?
Since I was the first to
arrive at our high-tech company one morning, I answered
the telephone. When the caller asked for field
engineering, I explained that it was before normal
business hours, but that I would help if I could.
‘What’s your job there?’
“I’m
the president, “ I replied.
There was a pause. Then he
said, ‘I’ll call back later. I need to talk to someone
who knows something.'
WANT A JOB?
The
San Francisco Zoo has an elephant named Calle. It seems
that Calle has a chronic illness which requires daily
medication. The zoo people couldn’t get Calle to take
her dose orally, so a pharmacologist developed a
suppository for her.
The
10-inch-long, four-pound, coca-butter bullets are
crafted by the good folks at Guittard chocolates in
Burlingame, California.
Administering the DAILY
medication takes five zoo workers including one person
to distract Calle with treats and one person who wears a
full-arm glove.
DO
YOU KNOW WHAT ALL THIS MEANS?
It
means that five people have jobs worse than
yours!
Now
stop complaining and get back to work.
SOME LAWYER JOKES
An
elderly defense witness gave testimony in a
three-year-old murder case. His responses were slow, and
he prefaced each with the words “I think.” The
prosecutor, eager to destroy the old man’s credibility
as a witness, haughtily remarked, “You think the accused
had gone. You think his car was a Chevy. You think you
saw the deceased alive after the accused left. Your
entire testimony consists of ‘I think.’ Don’t you know
anything?” With the same deliberation as before, the old
man replied, “Young fellow, I cannot speak without first
thinking. I am not an attorney.”
A
defending attorney was cross-examining a coroner. The
attorney asked, ‘Before you signed the death certificate
had you taken the man’s pulse?” The coroner said, “No.”
The attorney then asked, “Did you listen for a heart
beat?” “No.” “Did you check for breathing?” “No.” “So
when you signed the death certificate you had not taken
any steps to make sure the man was dead, had you?” The
coroner, now tired of the brow beating said, “Well, let
me put it this way. The man’s brain was sitting in a jar
on my desk, but for all I know he could be out there
practicing law somewhere.
A
truck driver used to amuse himself by running over
lawyers he would see walking down the side of the road.
Every time he would see a lawyer walking along the road,
he would swerve to hit him, and there would be a loud
“THUMP” and then he would swerve back onto the road. One
day, as the truck driver was driving along he saw a
priest hitchhiking. He thought he would do a good turn
and pulled the truck over. He asked the priest, “Where
are going, Father?” “I’m going to the church 5 miles
down the road,” replied the priest. “No problem, Father!
I’ll give you a lift. Climb in the truck.” The happy
priest climbed into the passenger seat and the truck
driver continued down the road. Suddenly the truck
driver saw a lawyer walking down the road and
instinctively he swerved to hit him. But then he
remembered there was priest in the truck with him, so at
the last minute he swerved back away, narrowly missing
the lawyer. However even though he was certain he missed
the lawyer, he still heard a loud “THUD”. Not
understanding where the noise came from he glanced in
his mirrors and when he didn’t see anything, he turned
to the priest and said, “I’m sorry Father. I almost hit
that lawyer.” “That’s okay,” replied the priest. “I got
him with the door!”
STUPID CRIMINALS
I
heard on the radio this morning about a man who had a
very small amount of marijuana in his suitcase when he
was coming through customs, for some reason, he knew
that the customs officials were going to search his bag.
So he grabbed someone else’s bag off the carousel and
went through customs. When the officials opened up the
suitcase, they found several pounds of cocaine in
it.
It
was a busy day for the electric chair. Today, three men
were up for the juice. The first man was a political
scientist from Baylor University. He was strapped into
the chair and asked if he had any final comments. He
replied, “I had a promising career in politics until . .
. I was framed, I tell you, framed!” His tirade was
interrupted by the flick of the switch, but nothing
happened. As was the custom at this particular prison,
the Baylor man was taken from the chair and allowed to
live after the failed execution attempt. The second man
was a computer scientist from the University of Texas.
His final words were, “I had a promising career in
computing, but I didn’t think that tampering with the
national air traffic control system would crash THAT
many planes!!!.” Again, the electrical switch was
flipped and again nothing happened. The man was released
from the chair and allowed to live. The third man was an
electrical engineer, named Bubba from Texas A&M
University. Bubba was strapped into the chair and asked
if he had any final words. He say, “I had a promising
career as an electrical engineer, but, you know, if
y’all cross that red wire over there with that blue
wire, this thing will work.
I
once saw an FBI flier of a male subject that walked into
a bank, went up to a teller and said, “This is a
stickup.” He then opened up his jacket to show the
teller his gun, then turned and ran out of the bank -
because he forgot his gun!!!!