Friday, December 06, 2013

Lost License

A man turned in a license he found in the copy machine.  I looked at it, didn't recognize the woman, and found her phone # in the database.  I called her ----

Hi, is this Deborah?

(Loudly whispers). Yes, but I can't talk now, I'm in the liberry.

Well I'm in the library also.  I'm calling because I have your license.

Oh... And she sees me and walks over to claim it!

1 comment:

barbara l. hale said...

A happy ending!