Volunteers

On the way back to Ohio as I was sitting in the Phoenix airport, they announced that the flight to Vegas was full.

The airline was looking for volunteers to give up their seats.

In exchange, they’d give you a $100 voucher for your next flight and a first class seat in the plane leaving an hour later.

About eight people ran up to the counter to take advantage of the offer.

About 15 seconds later all eight of those people sat down grumpily as the lady behind the ticket counter said, “If there is anyone else OTHER than the flight crew who’d like to volunteer, please step forward.”

Vat a Country!

Vat a Country!

Many years ago, my father was visiting America from Europe, for the very first time.

He said he wanted to go with me to the supermarket, so I invited him along.

As he went up & down the aisles with me, at the local Giant Food Store, he constantly asked me questions about products he saw.

“Vas dis?? Powdered orange juice??” asked my dad (pointing at Tang).

I said, “Yeah, Dad. You just add a little water, and you have fresh orange juice.”

A few minutes later, in a different aisle, dad blurted out “Und vas dis?? Powdered milk?” (pointing at a box of Carnation).

I said, “Yeah, Dad. You just add a little water, and you have fresh milk!”

A few minutes later, in a different aisle, my dad yelled out, “Und give a look here!! Baby Powder!! Vat a country, vat a country!”