Samantha Scafe is an I.T. Specialist in Australia. She's also a pretty big woman, about 160 kilograms (that's just over 350 pounds for those of us in the U.S.A.).
Yesterday she had to fly from one Queensland city to another. The airline told her she'd have to purchase two seats.
And then they added insult to injury ... the seats were in two different parts of the plane.
Now that's just cruel.
A businessman had a tiring day on the road. He checked into the local hotel and, because he was concerned the dining room might close soon, left his luggage at the front desk while he went immediately to eat.
After a leisurely dinner, he returned to the desk to retrieve his luggage and realized he had forgotten to pick up his key. He also had forgotten his room number.
So he said to the clerk on duty, "Hello, I'm Henry Davis. Can you tell me what room I'm in?"
"Certainly, sir," replied the clerk. "You're in the lobby."
[Joe's Clean Laffs]
WONDER for YOUR WEEK: Why do pilots tell you they're making their final approach to the runway? Did they make other approaches they *didn't* tell you about?
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