A big, burly man knocked on the door of the pastor’s house one day
and asked to see the minister’s wife, a woman known for her charity work and love for the poor and helpless.
The woman opened the door and saw the man with tears streaming down his face.
“Oh, whatever is the matter?” she cried out.
“I come to you today, dear woman, to do charity and good work,” said the man in a hopeless voice.
“Come in, come in!” The woman admitted him inside and they sat in her living room.
“Madam,” said the man in a broken voice, “I wish to draw your attention to the terrible plight of a poor family in this district. The father is dead, the mother is too ill to work, and the nine children are starving. They are about to be turned into the cold, empty streets unless someone pays their rent, which amounts to $400.”
“How terrible!” exclaimed the preacher’s wife. “May I ask who you are?”
The sympathetic visitor applied his handkerchief to his eyes.
“I’m the landlord,” he sobbed.
A young businessman had just started his firm.
He rented a beautiful office and had it furnished with antiques. Sitting there, he saw a man coming into the outer office. Wishing to appear as a hot shot, the businessman picked up the phone and started to pretend he had a big deal working.
He threw huge figures around and made giant commitments. Finally, he hung up and asked the visitor, “Can I help you?”
The man said, “Yeah, I’ve come to activate your phone lines!”
Willy: “Mom, are our neighbors very poor people?”
Mother: “I don’t think so, Willy. Why do you ask?”
Willy: “Because they made such a fuss when their baby swallowed a coin.”
Two neighbors are talking to each other.
First neighbor: Do you know that my dog is so smart, he waits for the newspaper to drop at the doorstep and then delivers it to me?
Second neighbor: Of course, I know that very well.
First neighbor: Really, well then, how?
Second neighbor: My dog came and told me.
