THE DINER WAS ANNOYED because
the waiter had brought him a knife and fork, but no spoon.
“This coffee,” he said pointedly,
“is going to be pretty hot to stir with my fingers.”
The waiter beat a hasty retreat to the kitchen.
He returned shortly with another cup of coffee.
“This one isn’t so hot, Sir,” he said.


“LOOK HERE, WAITRESS,” an angry customer shouted,
“I have just found this blouse button in my soup.”
“Oh, thank you so much, Sir,” the waitress said beamingly,
“I have been looking everywhere for it.”


HE  WHO  EATS  WELL  AT  THIS  TABLE
AND  DRINKS  WELL  AT  THIS  BAR
DIES  OF  TERRIBLE  DISEASE :  OLD  AGE.
- quoted from somewhere in Pamplona, Spain.