The distinguished-looking elderly man asked at the department store information kiosk where he might purchase some personal stationery. He was directed to the notions department on the third floor, but in the crowded elevator he became confused and got off on the fourth floor by mistake. Approaching the attractive floor manager standing near the elevator doors, he said, "Excuse me, Miss, but do you have notions?" "Sure," she replied mischievously, "but during the work week I try to suppress them until after five o'clock." "No, no, you don't understand," he stammered. "I mean to say, do you keep stationery?" "No, I like to go with the flow right till the end," replied the floor manager, laughing. "And then I just start quivering all over." |