Me and My Cell Phone
Several men were in a golf club locker room.
A mobile phone rings.
“Yes I can talk,” says the man answering the call, “You’re shopping are you? That’s nice.”
The listening men smile to each other.
“You want to order those new carpets? Okay.. And they’ll include the curtains for an extra five thousand?.. Sure, why not?”
More smiles among the listeners.
“You want to book that week on Necker Island?.. They’re holding the price at twenty-two thousand?.. Sounds like a bargain.. You want to stay for two weeks? Well, if that’s what you want honey, it’s okay by me.”
Smiles turn to expressions of mild envy.
“And you want to give the builder the go-ahead for the new swimming pool? Seventy-five thousand if we say yes today? Sounds fair… sure, that’s fine.”
The listeners exchange glances of amazement.
“Okay sugar, see you later… Yes, love you too,” says the man, ending the call.
He looks at the other men and says, “Whose phone is this anyhow?..”
