The Gravy Ladle
An elderly priest invited a
young priest over for dinner. During the meal, the young
priest couldn't help noticing how attractive and shapely the
housekeeper was. Over the course of the evening he started to
wonder if there was more between the elderly priest and the
housekeeper than met the eye. Reading the young priest's
thoughts, the elderly priest 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 the elderly priest and said,
"Father, ever since the young Father came to dinner,
I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle.
You don't suppose he took it do you?" The priest said,
"Well, I doubt it, but I'll write him a letter just to
be sure." So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Father,
I'm not saying that 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, the elderly
priest received a letter from the young priest which read:
"Dear Father, 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."
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