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HUMOR:Mailman's Last Day
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (South of Heaven)
Thu Nov 8 08:37:28 2001
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Date: Thu, 08 Nov 2001 08:36:16 -0500
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> It was George the mailman's last day on the job after 35 years of carrying
> the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood. When he
> arrived at the first house on his route, he was greeted by the whole family
> who roundly and soundly congratulated him and sent him on his way with a
tidy
> gift envelope.
>
> At the second house, they presented him with a box of fine cigars.
>
> The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing
> lures.
>
> At the fourth house, he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful blonde
> woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him
> through the door and up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind
> with the most passionate love he had ever experienced!
>
> When he had enough, they went downstairs where she fixed him a giant
> breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and
> fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied, she poured him a
> cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill
sticking
> out from under the cup's bottom edge.
>
> "All of this was just too wonderful for words." He said, "But what's the
> dollar for"?
>
> "Well," she said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be your
> last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what
> to give you, and he said, "Screw him. Give him a dollar. The breakfast
was my
> idea!!"
