Matches
So, several years ago I needed matches for an office birthday party. A co-worker in the office next door gave me a Jimmy Carter matchbook. I respectfully asked for a substitute. The only other book she had left in her collection of presidential matchbooks was Nixon. Naturally I took Nixon.
Yesterday, another office birthday party. Nobody had matches. All smiles, I dropped Nixon on the lap of a militant Democrat and asked if she'd like to do the honors.
After getting over my fear of offending liberals in the workplace, my days are much more fun.
Yesterday, another office birthday party. Nobody had matches. All smiles, I dropped Nixon on the lap of a militant Democrat and asked if she'd like to do the honors.
After getting over my fear of offending liberals in the workplace, my days are much more fun.