The dealer tells her there is a shortage of these cars, despite their reputation for shoddy quality. Still, the woman insists on placing an order. The dealer gets out a large, dusty ledger and adds the woman’s name to the long waiting list. “Come back two years from now on March 17th,” he says. The woman consults her calendar. “Morning or afternoon?” she asks. “What difference does it make?” the dealer replies. “That’s two years from now!” “The plumber is coming that day,” she says.
- My wife’s pregnant
- Three old men were sitting around talking about who had the worst health problems