Daughter: "Mom, can you lend me $100?"
Mother: "What? Do you think I have $50? Don't you know it's hard to earn $20? Even $10 I don't have. Luckily I keep $5 in my purse. How about I lend you $2?"
Daughter: "Give it to me quickly. It might come down to $1."
Our favorite restaurant has a waitress whose name-tag reads "Beautiful".
"Is that really your name?" I asked her.
"No," she admitted. "But if people are going to holler at me all day, I can at least be called something I like."
My boss didn't come in to work today. He called this morning and said he was having a vision problem.
When I asked what was wrong, he replied, "I just can't see myself at work today."
I’m going to be buried up in the Boston area when I die.
My mother had plotted it for years.