Daily Joke: Jokes Library

Two women are standing in line to pay their bill at a restaurant. As soon as it’s their turn, they hand the young waitress a credit card.

After swiping the card, she loudly called out to her manager, “Mr. Andrews, what do I do if it says ‘rejected’?”

As the women’s faces reddened and customers turned to look, Mr. Andrews walked out from the kitchen.

“Well,” he answered, wiping his hands, “the first thing you DON’T do is shout it out loud enough to embarrass the customer, who might have been thinking of leaving you a tip.”

A boy and his mother stood in the dentist’s office, looking at a display case. “If I had to have false teeth, mother, I’d take that pair there,” said the small boy, pointing.

“Hush, Willie,” interrupted the mother quickly, “Haven’t I told you it’s bad manners to pick your teeth in public?”

A woman was getting swamped with calls from strangers. A billing service had launched an 800 number that was identical to hers.

When she called to complain, she was told to get a new number. “I’ve had mine for twenty years,” she pleaded. “Couldn’t you change yours?”

The company refused, so she said, “Fine. From now on, I’m going to tell everyone who calls that their bill is paid in full.”

The company got a new number the next day.

During a 50th anniversary wedding celebration, the father of the bride was asked to give a brief account of the benefits achieved from being married for so long.

He stood up, thought for a long moment, then said, “Well, I’ve learned that marriage is the best teacher of all. It teaches you loyalty, meekness, forbearance, self-restraint, forgiveness, and….” he paused.

“And?” someone cried out from the back of the room.

“… and a great many other qualities you wouldn’t have needed if you’d stayed single!”

A young woman, pursuing a graduate degree in art history, was going to Italy to study the country’s greatest works of art. Since there was no one to look after her grandmother while she was away, she took the old lady with her.

At the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican, she pointed to the painting on the ceiling. “Grandma, it took Michelangelo a full four years to get that ceiling painted.”

“Oh my, “the grandmother says. “He and I must have the same landlord.”