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Restaurant
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My wife and I had gone to a restaurant with friends. When the hostess led
us to a circular booth, we noticed the vinyl seat was covered with crumbs
and asked if it could be cleaned off.
The young woman sat down at one end of the booth, slid around to the other
side, then sprang up with a smile. "Did I get it all?" she asked.
A novice in the computer field
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A first-grade teacher was overseeing her students as they experimented with
their desk computers. One boy sat staring at the screen, unsure how to get
the computer going.
The teacher walked over and read what was on his screen. In her most
reassuring voice, she said, "The computer wants to know what your name is,"
then she walked over to the next child.
The boy leaned toward the screen and whispered, "My name is David."
Hiccups
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A fellow walked into a drugstore and headed to the back to speak with the
pharmacist. "Do you have anything for hiccups?" he asked. Without
warning, the pharmacist reached over and smacked the man on the shoulder.
"Did that help?" he asked.
"I don't know," the startled man replied. "I'll have to ask my wife.
She's waiting in the car."
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