A woman was at her hairdresser’s getting he r hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded:
"Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It’s crowded and dirty. You’re crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"
"We’re taking Continental," was the reply! . "We got a great rate!"
"Continental?" exclaimed the hairdresser. " That’s a terrible airline. Their planes are old, th eir flight attendants are ugly, and they’re always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"
"Don’t go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it’s really a dump, the worst hotel in the city! The rooms are small, the service is surly,and they’re overpriced.
So, whatcha’ doing when you get there?"
Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You’re going to need it."
"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of Continental’s brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.
And the hotel was great! They’d just finished a $5 million remodeling job, and now it’s a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner’s suite at no extra charge!"
Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me."
H/T: Laurie J.