Gravy Ladle
John invited his mother over for dinner, during the meal his
mother couldn't help noticing how attractive and shapely the
housekeeper was. Over the course of the evening she started
to wonder if there was more between John and the housekeeper
than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know
what you must be thinking, but I assure you, my relationship
with my housekeeper is purely professional."
About a week later, the housekeeper came to John and said,
"Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable
to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose
she took it, do you?" John said, "Well, I doubt it,
but I'll write her a letter just to be sure.
So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying
you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying
you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that
one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."
Several days later, John received a letter back from his mother:
"Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with your
housekeeper, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with
your housekeeper. But the fact remains that if you were sleeping
in your own bed, you would have found the gravy ladle by now....Love,
Mom."
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