A man was getting a haircut prior to a
trip to Rome. He
mentioned the trip to the barber who responded,
„Rome? Why would anyone want
to go there?
It’s crowded & dirty
and full of Italians. You’re crazy to go to
Rome.
So, how
are you getting there?“
„We’re taking TWA,“ was the reply. „We
got a great rate!“
„TWA?“ exclaimed the barber. „That’s a
terrible airline. Their
planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly,
and they’re always late.
So, where are you staying in
Rome?“
„We’ll be at the downtown International Marriott.“
„That
dump! That’s 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?“
„We’re going to go to see the Vatican and we hope
to see the Pope.“
„That’s rich,“ laughed the barber. „You and a
million other people
trying to see him. He’ll look the size
of an ant. Boy, good luck on
this lousy trip of yours. You’re
going to need it.“
A month later, the man again came in for his
regular haircut. The
barber asked him about his trip to
Rome.
„It was wonderful,“ explained the man, „not only were we on time in
one of TWA’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
beautiful 28 year old stewardess who waited on me hand and
foot.
And the hotel-it was great! They’d just finished a $25 million
remodeling job and now it’s the finest hotel in the city. They, too,
were
overbooked, so they apologized and gave us the presidential
suite at no
extra charge!“
„Well,“ muttered the barber, „I
know you didn’t get to see the
pope.“
„Actually, we were quite
lucky, for as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss
Guard tapped me on the
shoulder and explained that the pope likes to
personally me
et some of the visitors, and if I’d be so kind as to step
into
his private room and wait the pope would personally greet me. Sure
enough, five minutes later the pope walked through the door and shook
my hand! I knelt down as he spoke a few words to me.“
„Really?“
asked the Barber. „What’d he say?“
He said, „Where’d you get
the lousy haircut?
