A man walked in to Joe's Barber Shop for his regular haircut. As he snips
away, Joe asks "What's up?"
The man proceeds to explain he's taking a vacation to Rome.
"ROME?!" Joe says, "Why would you want to go there? It's a crowded dirty city
full of Italians! You'd be crazy to go to Rome! So how ya getting there?"
"We're taking TWA," the man replies.
"TWA?!" yells Joe. "They're a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their
flight attendants are ugly and they're always late! So where you staying in
Rome?"
The man says "We'll be at the downtown International Marriot."
"That DUMP?!" says Joe. "That's the worst hotel in the city! The rooms are
small, the service is surly and slow and they're overpriced! So whatcha doing
when you get there?"
The man says "We're going to go see the Vatican and hope to see the Pope."
"HA! That's rich!" laughs Joe. "You and a million other people trying to see
him. He'll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on THIS trip. You're going
to need it!"
A month later, the man comes in for his regular haircut. Joe says, "Well, how
did that trip to Rome turn out? Betcha TWA gave you the worst flight of your
life!"
"No, quite the opposite" explained the man. "Not only were we on time in one
of their brand new planes, but it was full and they bumped us up to first
class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a beautiful 28 year old
flight attendant who waited on me hand and foot!"
"Hmmm," Joe says, "Well, I bet the hotel was just like I described."
"No, quite the opposite! They'd just finished a $25 million remodeling. It's
the finest hotel in Rome, now. They were overbooked, so they apologized and
gave us the Presidential suite for no extra charge!"
"Well," Joe mumbles, "I KNOW you didn't get to see the Pope!"
"Actually, we were quite lucky. As we toured the Vatican, a Swiss guard tapped
me on the shoulder and explained the Pope likes to personally meet some of the
visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into this private room and wait,
the Pope would personally greet me. Sure enough, after 5 minutes the Pope
walked through the door and shook my hand. I knelt down as he spoke a few
words to me."
Impressed, Joe asks, "Tell me, please! What'd he say?"
"Oh, not much really. Just "Where'd you get that awful haircut?"
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