The difference between a hotel and a motel is…a hotel can charge more.
The Guilt Trip
Every December, my old friend, Mark, who happens to be Jewish, gives me a day planner, which I use to keep track of my daily appointments. Late this past December, when he still hadn’t given me one, I sent him the following email.
My second best friend in the entire world forgot me this year. I’m wounded! Even though I’m among the uncircumcised, each year you send me a day planner for Hanukkah. This year the only thing I got was the Bronx cheer. Woe is me. Maybe you didn’t know my brother-in-law was Jewish. Salaam.
Your forgotten friend,
Mark answered my email with a quick, “I’ve got one for you.”
‘Damn,’ I thought, ‘laying the old Jewish mother’s guilt trip on him really worked.’
He who throws dirt…loses ground.