A real estate agent was showing a woman through a beautiful room at the top of a large hotel.
“Now in this wing we have the master bedroom, bath, and den.”
The woman interrupted suspiciously, “And den what?”
Before setting off on a business trip to Tulsa,
I called the hotel where I’d be staying to see if they had a gym.
The hotel receptionist’s sigh had a tinge of exasperation in it when she answered.
“We have over 300 guests at at this facility,” she said. “Does this ‘Jim’ have a last name?”
An old man went to the college that he went to when he was a youth.
He knocked on room number 3 of the hostel and said, “May I come in. I lived in this very room thirty years ago when I studied in this college.”
A young man opened the door and let him in.
The old man examined the room, fondly remembering everything.
He said, “The same old room, the same old wooden table, the ventilator and the same old window that opens to the garden. And the same old bed.”
When examining it he found a young girl under the bed.
The young man got alarmed and said, “Don’t mistake me. She is my cousin. She dropped her ear ring and is searching for it.”
The old man said, “And the same old story…”
This morning I was sitting on a park bench next to a homeless man.
I started a conversation by asking him how he ended up this way.
He said, “Up until last week, I still had it all. I had plenty to eat, my clothes were washed and pressed, I had a roof over my head, I had TV and Internet, and I went to the gym, the pool, and the library.
“I was working on my MBA on-line. I had no bills and no debt. I even had full medical coverage.”
I felt sorry for him, so I asked, “What happened? Drugs? Alcohol? Divorce?”
“Oh no, nothing like that,” he said. “I was released from prison.”
