Ocean View Restaurant
A group of 15-year old boys discussed where they should meet for dinner. It was agreed they should meet at the Dairy Queen next to the Ocean View Restaurant because they only had $6.00 among them and Jane Johnson, that cute girl in Social Studies, lives on that street and they might see her…and they can ride their bikes there..
Ten years later, the group of 25-year-old guys discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because the beer was cheap, they had free snacks, the band was good, there was no cover, and there were lots of cute girls.
Ten years later, at 35, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because the booze was good, it was right near the gym, and if they went late enough there wouldn’t be too many whiny little kids.
Ten years later, at 45, the group discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because the martinis were big and the waitresses wore tight pants.
Ten years later, at 55, the group discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because the prices were reasonable, the wine list was good, and fish is good for your cholesterol.
Ten years later, at 65, the group discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because the lighting was good and they have an early bird special.
Ten years later, at 75, the group discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because the food was not too spicy and the restaurant was handicapped accessible.
Ten years later, at 85, the group discussed where they should meet for dinner. They agreed to meet at the Ocean View Restaurant because they had never been there before.
Cell Phone On The Train
As the train rolled out of the station, the guy sitting next to her pulled out his cell phone and started talking in a loud voice:
“Hi sweetheart it’s Eric, I’m on the train – Yes, I know it’s the six thirty and not the four thirty, but I had a long meeting – No, Honey, not with that floozie from the accounting office. It was with the boss. – No Sweetheart, you’re the only one in my life – Yes, I’m sure, cross my heart,” etc., etc.
Fifteen minutes later at St. Anne de Bellevue, he was still talking loudly when sudden the young woman sitting next to him, who was obviously angered by his continuous diatribe, yelled at the top of her voice:
“Hey Eric! Turn that stupid phone off and come back to bed!”
My guess would be that Eric doesn’t use his cell phone in public any longer. What do ya’ think???
what was this post about? I got distracted by the pics of food over on your sidebar
LOL Well you are moving to the wrong coast, Teresha!!!! If you would move the OTHER direction, we could be neighbors and I WOULD cook goodies for you!!!
LOL! Hmm…which one is funnier. Conclusion: It’s a draw! Both really good! Have a winning Wednesday and thanks!
I’m glad you enjoyed them, Susanne! The first one is funny, but kinda true. The second one just cracked me up! I’m keeping that suggestion in the back of my mind for the next time someone is on their phone in public and won’t shush!
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LOL!!! Both are very funny… although the first is a tad scary! 😀
Yeah, you’re telling me!
I love the last one Sherry!! I have been by people who were talking on their cell phone and for the life of me, I could not understand why they were so loud. Tom always complained, complained and then one day he answered his phone in the restaurant. I was aghast because he was so loud!!! I said to him, “Be quiet. They are not deaf or they would not have called you.” lol
My phone number must be similar to one owned by a single girl. He kept leaving me messages and calling all hours. Finally one night I picked up the phone and he ask for the girl. I thought for a moment and said, “I am so sorry. You just missed her. She left with George.” I have never received another phone call from him since!
I love your blog and this lemon cake in the sidebar drives me crazy!!!
Shame on you!
That cake drives me crazy too and I baked it! LOL
Sometimes when I am in a store & my cell phones rings & I know it’s my family, I usually hand it to the clerk & ask them to answer it. My family doesn’t think that’s funny. I do. I really don’t like cell phones.
Oh my Meg! What if they text you something really personal?!!!