A man had 50 yard line tickets at the Super Bowl. As he sits down, another
man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.
“No,” he says, “The seat is empty.”
“This is incredible!” said the man. “Who in their right mind would have a
seat like this for the Super Bowl and not use it?”
The first man says, “Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed
to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we
haven’t been to together since we got married in 1987.”
“Oh . . . I’m sorry to hear that. That’s terrible. But couldn’t you find
someone else - - a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the
seat?”
The man shakes his head. “No, they’re all at the funeral.”
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