THE MAILMAN'S LAST DAY
It was 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 there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with big gift
certificate envelope.
At the second house they presented him with a box of fine imported cigars.
The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing
lures.
At each of the houses along his route, he was met with congratulations,
farewells, cards, and gifts of all types and values.
At the final house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful young
blonde in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him
through the door (which she closed behind him), and led him up the stairs to
the bedroom where they had a most passionate liaison.
Afterwards, 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 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?'
He said, "...Screw him ........give him a dollar."
The blonde then blushed and said, '....But the breakfast was my idea.'
Fate.
