Working at the post office, I’m used to dealing with a moody public.
So when one irate customer stormed my desk, I responded in my calmest voice,”What’s the trouble?”
“I went out this morning,” she began, “and when I came home I found a card saying the mailman tried to deliver a package but no one was home. I’ll have you know, my husband was in all morning! He never heard a bastard thing!”
After apologizing, I got her parcel.
“Oh good!” she gushed. “We’ve been waiting for this for ages!”
“What is it?” I asked.
“My husband’s new hearing aid.”