Locker room cell phone

May 22, 2007 · Print This Article

There are several men sitting around in the locker room of
a private club. Suddenly a cell phone on one of the benches
rings. One of the men picks it up, and the following con-
versation ensues:


“Honey, it’s me. Are you at the club?”


“Great! I am at the mall two blocks from where you are.
I just saw a beautiful mink coat. It’s Only $1,500! Can
I buy it?”

“Well, OK, go ahead and get it if you like.”

“Thanks Sweetie. I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership
and saw the 2001 models. I saw one I really liked. I spoke
with the salesman, and he gave me a really good price…
and since we need to exchange the BMW that we bought last

“What price did he quote you?”

“Only $60,000 … ”

“OK, but for that price I want it with all the options.”

“Great! But before we hang up, something else… It might
sound like a lot, but I was reconciling your bank account
and I stopped by the real estate agent this morning and
saw the house we had looked at last year. It’s on sale!
Remember? The one with a pool, English Garden, acre of
park area, beachfront property.”

“How much are they asking?”

“Only $450,000 – a magnificent price…and I see that we
have enough in the bank to cover the downpayment.”

“Well, then go ahead and buy it, but just bid $420,000. OK?”

“OK, sweetie… Thanks! I’ll see you later! I love you!”

“Bye. I love you too.”

The man hangs up, closes the phone’s flap, and raises his
hand and calls out:

“Does anyone know who this phone belongs to?”


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