Joe had lived with his wife Mary in their little home deep in the woods for
fifty years. To celebrate their fiftieth anniversary, he took her to the
big city and they checked into an upscale hotel.
Mary had a complaint for the bellman. "We refuse to settle for such a small
room. We don't have any windows or fan, or even a bed!"
"But, Madam!"
Mary interrupted the man. "Don't you 'But, Madam' me!" she stormed. "You
can't treat us like we're a couple of fools just because we don't travel
much, and we've never been to the big city, and we've never spent the night
at a hotel. I'm going to complain to the manager!"

"But, Madam," the bellman finally got out, "this isn't your room. It's the
elevator!"