A man in Newcastle walked into the produce section of his local supermarket and asked to buy half a head of lettuce. The boy working in that section told the man that they only sold whole heads of lettuce.
The man was insistent that the boy ask the manager about the matter.
Walking into the back room the boy asked the manager,
“Some old bastard outside wants to buy half a head of lettuce”
As he finished his sentence he turned around to find that the man had followed and was standing right behind him, so the boy quickly added ” However this gentleman wishes to buy the other half.”
The manager approved the deal and the man went on his way.
Later the manager said to the boy,
“I was impressed with the way that you got yourself out of that situation, we like people that can think on their feet here, where are you from son?”
“New Zealand Sir” the boy replied.
“Why did you leave New Zealand?” the manager asked.
The boy said, “Sir, there’s nothing but prostitutes and rugby players there”
“Is that right?” said the manager “My wife is from New Zealand!”
“Really?” replied the boy “Who did she play for?”
Very funny, Hung.
“Why did you leave New Zealand?” the manager asked.
The boy said, “Sir, there’s nothing but prostitutes and rugby players there”
“Is that right?” replied the manager angrily,”My wife is from New Zealand !”
“Really?” replied the boy, “What position did she play?”
🙂
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Gem HOO made my morning. You know the lettuce is an iceberg.
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Was waiting for someone to spot that, well done, you win $2 minus government charges and fees equals $0. 🙂
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OK, you’re sending me to bed laughing, well done!
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Thanks Yvonne. I got a good belly laugh out of it.
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I remember saying out loud, at work, “I wish our manager would Fuck off and sort things out for herself.” She was standing right behind me.
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I like it too, Hung.
Here’s a non PC one for you….
This American chap gets to work all flustered and says to his mate “Gee, I really put my foot in it this morning” – To which his colleague replied “How ?” The guy said – I was wanting to buy a couple of tickets to Pittsburg – but the driver had a really impressive front yard. I said “Two pickets to Tittsburg, please “.
“Yeah I had a really bad faux pas the morning over breakfast myself. I meant to say – please pass the maple syrup darling, but what came out was “You horrible witch, you’ve ruined my life !”
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It’s a good one. Read it once before somewhere but so glad to see it again.
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Thought it might be but gave me a good laugh
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