Monday, July 30th 2007
6:19 AM
Blonde Joke and a Car
Hi All . . .
I am home. Okay, so maybe it’s just for a few more days, but I love being in my own house. I miss room service and my husband is probably tired of me asking if he’ll serve me a refreshing beverage poolside.
The family jaunt to St. Augustine was a lot of fun, even if the ‘see everything’ pace was a little bit exhausting. A lot exhausting, actually.
On one of our stops, I happened upon a freebie newsletter called The Orange Peel Gazette. What a hoot. My personal favorite was a column titled “Why? Why? Why?” It asks you to ponder questions like:
- Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?
- Why doesn’t Tarzan have a beard?
- Is there ever a day when mattresses aren’t on sale?
- Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
- Why do banks charge a fee for ‘insufficient funds’ when you bounce a check because you didn’t have enough money to cover it?
I amused myself for several minutes with this column (not credited, unfortunately) while my family was exploring a magic shop. I laughed out loud when I read the Blonde Man Joke:
An Irishman, a Mexican and a Blonde Guy were doing construction on scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building. They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, “Corned beef and cabbage! If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch, I’m going to jump off this building.”
The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, “Burritos again! If I get burritos one more time, I’m going to jump off too.”
The Blonde Guy opened his lunch and said, “Bologna again? If I get one more bologna sandwich, I’m jumping too.”
The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and cabbage, and jumped to his death. The Mexican opened his lunch box, spotted a burrito and jumped, too. The Blonde guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna and jumped as well.
At the funeral, the Irishman’s wife was weeping. She said, “If only I’d known how really tired he was of corned beef, I’d never have given it to him again!”
The Mexican’s wife also wept and said, “I could have given him tacos or enchiladas! I didn’t know he hated burritos so much.”
Everyone turned to the Blonde Guy’s wife. She was a brunette. She just shrugged and said, “Don’t look at me, he made his own lunch.”
Tomorrow is my birthday. (I’m ignoring the numerical significance). My husband and I agreed that I’d count my totally cool new iPhone as my birthday gift. So last night he invites me to go for a ride with him. I wasn’t in the best of moods. So I grudgingly (translation: snotty and completely put upon) got into the car and chit-chatted with him as we drove north on Route 1. I assumed he was taking me to some new restaurant he’d discovered. Fine – food always lifts my spirits. Nope. He took me to a Honda dealership to show me my brand new CR-V. Actually – to pick out the color CR-V we’re picking up tomorrow.
Voila . . .
PS – The car looks great with my iPhone.
Rhonda
7 comment(s).
Posted by Maureen:
Posted by Rhonda Pollero:
It is mettalic silver and a sun roof is the closest I'll get to a convertible :o. Thanks for the b-day wishes! Posted by Mary Stella:
I'm thinking of getting a CRV since they redesigned them to such a sporty look. I really want a hybrid, but Honda hasn't made a CRV hybrid, so I'm hoping the regular model's gas mileage is great. Please keep me posted. Congratulations and happy birthday! Posted by Toni Andrews:
VERY cool. Almost worth getting a husband for. Posted by Rhonda Pollero:
Well, I only have it because it makes a good mommy-mobile. If it was just me, I'd have some snazzy two-seater. Someday . . .