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    Edna

    There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.



    The letter read:

    Dear God,

    I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension.
    Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had ?100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment.
    Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner.
    Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with, have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope.
    Can you please help me?

    Sincerely,

    Edna




    The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few pounds. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected ?96, which they

    put into an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends.


    Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened. It read:


    Dear God,

    How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me?
    Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends.
    We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift.

    By the way, there was ?4 missing. I think it was those bastards at the
    Post Office.

    Edna
    Living now and not just existing since 9th July 2008
    Nicotine Free since 6th February 2009

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    Edna

    Ha!!! I love this one!!!

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      #3
      Edna

      Starting...very funny, I'm sending it on to husbo.

      In the US. we have a phrase "going postal" Basically it means going off on someone or flipping out over something.
      It stems from a cluster postal workers here going nutters and shooting their boss and co-workers. Lovely huh?

      Good thing Edna lives in the UK huh??
      Was an alcoholic yesterday, an alcoholic today and will still be an alcoholic tomorrow..... but I'm in charge now!

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        #4
        Edna

        Hahahahaha. That is a very good one. Will send it around to my colleagues for sure. Very classic!!!!
        AF since 15th March 2010

        The journey is the goal. As long as you're fighting the good fight and you're not giving up on giving up, you're winning. It's not about how often you get knocked down, it's about how often you get up again. Sobriety the goal for sure. But striving to get to that goal is what it's about. Not getting there. Because the journey never ends. The journey is the goal.

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          #5
          Edna

          Edna didn't take into account the costs involved in the postal service being able to get the letter to God, and deliver the money back to her in time for her dinner!

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