“A big firm put up an advertisement for a top job. And an accountant answered it. At the end of the interview, the chairman said to him, ‘One last question: What is three times seven?’ The accountant thought for a moment and replied, ‘Twenty-two.’ Outside, he checked himself on his calculator and concluded that he had lost the job. But two weeks later, he was offered the post. He asked the chairman why he had been appointed when he had given the wrong answer. ‘But you were the closest.’” That was a good one. That was a good one. (That was good.) Just like some people would go up to the Fifth Plane but just barely made it or almost there. “Master, pull me up, just a little pull. Give me a little push.” […]
“At a school, a boy said to a girl, ‘Isn’t the principal a dummy?’ The girl said, ‘Say, do you know who I am?’ The boy said, ‘No.’ ‘I am the principal’s daughter.’ ‘Ah. And do you know who I am?’ The girl said, ‘No.’ ‘Oh, thank goodness.’”
“The teacher said to John, ‘I wish I didn’t see you looking at Don’s paper during the test.’ And John said, ‘Yeah, I wish you didn’t either.’” […]
