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The Hairdresser

A woman was at her hairdresser’s getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband.  She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded:

“Rome?  Why would you want to go there? It’s crowded and dirty. So, how are you getting there?”

“We’re taking United,” was the reply. “We got a great rate!” 

“United”, exclaimed the hairdresser? “That’s a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are crabby, and they’re always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?”

“We’ll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome’s Tiber River called Teste.”  

“Don’t go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks it’s going to be something special and exclusive, but it’s really a dump.”

“We’re going to go to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope.”

“That’s rich,” laughed the hairdresser. “You and a million other people trying to see him.  He’ll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this trip of yours. You’re going to need it.”

A month later, the woman again came in to get her hair styled. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.

“It was wonderful,” explained the woman, “not only were we on time in one of United’s brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food was wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.

And the hotel was great! They’d just finished a $5 million remodeling job, and now it’s a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner’s suite at no extra charge!”

“Well,” muttered the hairdresser, “that’s all well and good, but I know you didn’t get to see the Pope.” 

“Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I’d be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me. 

Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I sat down and he spoke a few words to me.” 

“Oh, really!  What’d he say?”  

He said: “Who ruined your hair?!!!!”

*****

Ha!  A comeuppance well deserved!!  lol

Have a wonderful weekend!

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