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Last night my spouse was berating me for wanting to check my
email as soon as I got home from work. "You know", she
complained, "I think that work rules your life".
"No dear," I replied, "_you_ rule my life. I just prefer work."
I just gotta wake up faster in the morning, as well as keep my mind on where I am and what I'm supposed to be doing. I was
sitting at the kitchen table the other morning, having my first cup of coffee, mulling over my upcoming tasks at work for the day.
The wife came downstairs and I kissed her casually, saying "Good Morning." then, I said, "Take a letter, please babe."
Subject: If You Gotta Go, Start Early
This story is about a rather strange reply for a
campground reservation. It is said to be true,
but you be the judge.
A woman who was rather old-fashioned, delicate,
and elegant - especially in her language - was
planning a week's vacation in Florida so she wrote
to a particular campground and asked for a
She wanted to make sure the campground was fully
equipped, but didn't quite know how to ask about
the toilet facilities. She just couldn't bring
herself to write the word 'TOILET' in her letter.
After much deliberation, she finally came up with
the old-fashioned term 'BATHROOM COMMODE.' But
when she wrote that down, she still thought she
was being too forward. So, she started all over
again, rewrote the letter and referred to the
bathroom commode merely as the B.C. 'Does the
campground have it's own B.C.?' is what she
Well, the campground owner wasn't old-fashioned at
all and when he got the letter, he just couldn't
figure out what the woman was talking about. That
B.C. business really stumped him.
After worrying about it for a while, he showed the
letter to several campers, but they couldn't
imagine what the lady meant either. So the
campground owner, finally coming to the conclusion
that the lady must be asking about the location of
the local Baptist Church, sat down and wrote the
'Dear Madam: I regret very much for the delay in
answering your letter. I now take the pleasure in
informing you that a B.C. is located nine miles
north of the campground and is capable of seating
250 people at one time. I admit it is quite a
distance away if you are in the habit of going
regularly, but no doubt you will be pleased to
know that a great number of people usually take
their lunches along and make a day of it. They
usually arrive early and stay late.'
'The last time my wife and I went was six years
ago and it was so crowded that we had to stand up
the whole time we were there. It may interest you
to know that right now, there is a supper being
planned to raise money to buy more seats. They're
going to hold it in the basement of the B.C.'
'I would like to say it pains me very much not to
be able to go more regularly but it is sure no
lack of desire on my part. As we grow older, it
seems to be more of an effort, particularly in
'If you do decide to come down to our campground,
perhaps I could go with you the first time you go,
sit with you, and introduce you to all the other
'Remember, this is a friendly community.'
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