I love the 1950’s story that Jimmy Tuten once told about a 13 yr old boy in a small, southern town who walked into the drug store and asked to use the telephone.
The druggist handed him the phone. And he heard the boy say, “Is this you, Dr. Anderson?”
“Well, I was wondering if you would like to hire a boy to mow your lawn and run errands?
“Oh, you already have a boy?”
“Does he do a good job? He does?” Continue reading