I had visited a cafe one day with my friends. The waiter recommended that we try their special coffee. We agreed and soon the coffee arrived. As we drink the coffee, we realized that it tastes like dirt and mud. Disgusted by the fact, all of us complained immediately. The alarmed waiter rushes over and says, "Well Sir, it was fresh ground coffee!"

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“The only way to survive is to have a sense of humor.” - Bob Newhart

9/21/24 My 72 year-old DH, aka Prince Charming (truly),went to the grocery store this morning to pick up a few things I needed for dinner tonight. He got in line at quick check (limit 15 items) and waited for his turn. An older woman, DH guessed at least 80, told him he was in the wrong line because he had 18 items in his cart. He said, "No Mam, I have 14 items." She said she counted 18. He told her she was mistaken. She just wouldn't let it go. An employee heard her ranting and asked if there was a problem. She told him. The man counted the items and told her there were only 14 items in the cart. She didn't believe him, so she counted again. She still said she counted 18. He apologized but said there was nothing he could do. She only had 4 items in her cart. DH told her if it bothered her so much, he would happily let her in front of him, but he wouldn't go to another checkout. The employee told her she should take the offer and quit ranting or he would have to remove her from the store. She quickly moved in front of DH and made sure to bang his cart several times. The woman (close to his age) who now moved to the spot behind DH told him he was a good man. He said, "No, I'm not. My wife says I'm Prince Charming." That's my laugh for the day.