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----- Original Message ----- From: Kelly Grant <[log in to unmask]> To: Kelly <[log in to unmask]> Sent: Thursday, August 17, 2000 6:25 PM Subject: The Hairdresser > > A New York woman was at her East Side hairdresser's getting her hair > >styled > >> prior to a trip to Rome with her boyfriend. She mentioned the trip to the > >> hairdresser, who responded, "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? > It's > >> crowded & dirty and full of Italians. > >> > >> You're crazy to go to Rome. "So, how are you getting there?" "We're > taking > >> Continental," was the reply. "We got a great rate!" "Continental?" > >exclaimed > >> the hairdresser. "That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their > >> flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. > >> > >> So, where are you staying in Rome?" > >> > >> "We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's left bank called > >> Teste....." > >> > >> "Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be > >> something special and exclusive. But it's really a dump, the worst hotel > >in > >> the city! The rooms are small, the service is surly and they're > >overpriced. > >> > >> So, whatcha doing when you get there?" > >> > >> "We're going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the Pope." > >"That's > >> rich," laughed the hairdresser. "You and a million other people trying to > >> see him. He'll look the size of an ant. Boy,good luck on this lousy trip > >of > >> yours. You're going to need it." > >> > >> A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser > asked > >> her about her trip to Rome. > >> > >> "It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one > >of > >> Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked and they bumped us > >up > >> to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28 > >> year old steward who waited on me hand and foot. And the hotel-it was > >great! > >> They'd just finished a $5 million remodeling job and now it's just a > >jewel, > >> finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized > >and > >> gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!" > >> > >> "Well," muttered the hairdresser, "I know you didn't get to see the > Pope." > >> "Actually, we were quite lucky, for as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss > >> Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the Pope likes to > >> personally meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step > >into > >> his private > >> room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me." Sure enough, five > >> minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I > knelt > >> down and he spoke a few words to me." > >> > >> "Really?" asked the hairdresser. "What'd he say?" > >> He said, "Where'd you get the crappy hairdo? > > >