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Sunday, August 17, 2008

Jumping to Conclusions...

One day the pastor invited his new young assistant pastor to have dinner at the rectory. While being served, the young pastor noticed how shapely and lovely the young housekeeper was. As the meal progressed he began to wonder if there might a bit be more between the pastor and the housekeeper than simple housekeeping. After the meal was over, the middle-aged pastor assured the young minister that everything was purely professional... that she was the housekeeper and cook and that was that.

About a week later the housekeeper came to the pastor and said, "Father, ever since the new assistant came for dinner I have not been able to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose he took it, do you?" The Pastor said, "Well, I doubt it very much, but I'll write him a letter." So he sat down and wrote:



The young assistant received the letter, and he answered it as follows:


7 comments:

Mrs. Chili said...

Heh. I remember this; I heard it a long time ago, and it made me chuckle then, too.

Mike said...

An oldie but a goodie.

Beach Bum said...

Heard this several times myself but I always felt the Young assistant needed to mind his own business.

Malach the Merciless said...

I would beat him down with the ladle, take that Fr. McKensie, you'll never touch me again!

anaglyph said...

There was a gravy ladle in my bed this morning. And I'm missing my housekeeper. What does that mean?

Cissy Strutt said...

Maybe he was spending each night on his knees.

Cissy Strutt said...

By the way, thanks for the link to the book geek quiz. I am working my way through it, chuckling ruefully as I answer 'yes' to most.