| It was George`s last day on the job as a postman after 35 years of delivering the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood. When he arrived at the first house on his route George was greeted by the whole family who roundly and soundly congratulated him and sent him on his way with a tidy gift envelope with a hundred dollar bill. At the second house the owners presented him with a box of fine Cuban cigars. The folks at the third house, knowing he was an avid fisherman, handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures. At the fourth house George was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, beckoning him as she was closing the door behind them, then leading him up the stairs to the bedroom where they both took part in the most passionate love making they had ever experienced. When he had enough they went downstairs where she then fixed him a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and freshsqueezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup`s bottom edge. "All this was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what`s the dollar for?" "Well," she said, "last night I told my husband that today would be your last day and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you.He said, "Screw him. Give him a dollar." The breakfast was my idea." |