Posts tagged Embarrassing

One Day on the Links

~An old one 🙂

A man, while playing on the front nine of a complicated golf course, became

confused as to where he was on the course. Looking around, he saw a lady

playing ahead of him. He walked up to her, explained his confusion and asked

her if she knew what hole he was playing. She replied, “I’m on the 7th hole,

and you are a hole behind me, so you must be on the 6th hole.”

He thanked her and went back to his golf. On the back nine the same thing

happened; and he approached her again with the same request. She said, “I’m

on the 14th hole, you are a hole behind me, so you must be on the 13th hole.”

Once again he thanked her and returned to his play.

He finished his round and went to the clubhouse where he saw the same lady

sitting at the end of the bar. He asked the bartender if he knew the lady. The

bartender said that she was a sales lady and played the course often.

He approached her and said, “Let me buy you a drink in appreciation for your

help. I understand that you are in the sales profession. I’m in sales, also. What

do you sell?”

She replied, “If I tell you, you’ll laugh.”

“No, I won’t.”

“Well, if you must know,” she answered, “I work for Tampax.”

With that, he laughed so hard he almost lost his breath.

She said, “See I knew you would laugh.”

“That’s not what I’m laughing at,” he replied. “I’m a salesman for

Preparation H, so I’m still a hole behind you!”

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Embarrassing Moments

One of the funniest “most-embarrassing-moment” stories I’ve come

upon in a long time was about a lady who picked up several items

at a discount store. When she finally got up to the checker, she

learned that one of her items had no price tag.

Imagine her embarrassment when the checker got on the intercom

and boomed out for all the store to hear: “PRICE CHECK ON LANE

THIRTEEN, TAMPAX, SUPERSIZE.” That was bad enough, but somebody

at the rear of the store apparently misunderstood the word “tampax”

for “THUMBTACKS.”

In a business-like tone, a voice boomed back over the intercom:

“DO YOU WANT THE KIND YOU PUSH IN WITH YOUR THUMB OR THE KIND YOU

POUND IN WITH A HAMMER?”

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