Saturday, January 18, 2014

SOME HUMOR



In the days when you couldn't count on a public facility 
to have indoor plumbing, an English woman was planning 
a trip to Germany.

She was registered to stay in a small guest house owned 
by the local schoolmaster. She was concerned as to whether 
the guest house contained a WC. In England, a bathroom is 
commonly called a WC which stands for water closet. 
She wrote the schoolmaster inquiring into the location 
of the nearest WC.

The school master, not fluent in English, asked the local 
priest if he knew the meaning of WC. Together they pondered 
possible meanings of the letters and concluded that the 
lady wanted to know if there was a "Wayside Chapel" near 
the house . . . a bathroom never entered their minds. 
So the schoolmaster wrote the following reply:

Dear Madam,
I ta! ke great pleasure in informing you that the WC is 
located 9 miles from the house. It is located in the 
middle of a grove of pine trees, surrounded by lovely 
grounds. It is capable of holding 229 people and is 
open on Sundays and Thursdays. As there are many 
people expected in the summer months, I suggest you 
arrive early. 

There is, however, plenty of standing room. 

This is an unfortunate situation especially if you are 
in the habit of going regularly. It may be of some interest 
to you that my daughter was married in the WC as it was 
there that! she met her husband. It was a wonderful event. 
There were 10 people in every seat. It was wonderful to 
see the expressions on their faces. 

My wife, sadly, has been ill and unable to go recently. 
It has been almost a year since she went last, which 
pains her greatly.

You will be pleased to know that many people bring their 
lunch and make a day of it. Others prefer to wait till 
the last minute and arrive just in time! I would 
recommend your ladyship plan to go on a Thursday as there 
is an organ accomp! animent. The acoustics are excellent 
and even the most delicate sounds can be heard everywhere. 
The newest addition is a bell which rings every time a 
person enters. We are holding a bazaar to provide plush 
seats for all since many feel it is long needed.

I look forward to escorting you there myself and seating 
you in a place where you can be seen by all.
With deepest regards,
The Schoolmaster 

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