Remember Me?
One evening, two girlfriends and I went to a nightclub, only to find the place packed with young people. At 40, we felt old, but before we could make a dignified exit, a tall, handsome man approached us.
“Perhaps we were being a little hasty in leaving,” I thought.
Then with a big smile, the man extended his hand to one of my friends and said, “Hello. Remember me? You were my third grade teacher!”
New ID Picture
Upon retiring from the service, my husband, Don, needed a new ID card, showing he had gone from active duty to retirement status. But the photo taken of him was not particularly good. And he wasn’t at all quiet about it.
“If I have to carry that ID around with me for the rest of my life,” he complained to the photographer, “I want a better picture.”
“Want a better picture?” asked the photographer defiantly.
“Then bring us a better face!”
New Hearing Aid
“I just bought a new hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars, but it’s state of the art. It’s darned near perfect.”
“Really? What kind is it?”
“Twelve-thirty.“
