Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Cliff connected a lamp, so I could see my breakfast. It was then that I suggested that if I were breakfasting with a lovely young lady, then romantic candlelight would be more appropriate. He agreed.
After my non-candlelight breakfast, I called our local repairman (also Don), and explained the situation. He said he thought he could get to it later that afternoon. Fair enough.
Then when Cliff picked me up at Avenidas that afternoon, I asked if Don had called. "It's all done," Cliff reported. Boy! Talk about service!
Here’s one about the doctor who, after a long hard day at the office, would stop at his favorite bar for his favorite drink, a daiquiri, with a bit of nutmeg sprinkled on the top. This particular day, when the doctor came in, the bartender noticed that he was out of nutmeg, so he ground up a bit of hickory nut to sprinkle on the drink. When he served it, the doctor took one sip and asked, "Now what's this?" Answered the bartender, "That's a hickory daiquiri, doc."