Rome Trip Joke
A man was getting a haircut prior to a trip to Rome. He mentioned
the
trip to the barber who responded, "Rome? Why would anyone want
to go
there?
It's crowded & dirty and full of Italians. You're crazy to go to
Rome.
So,
how are you getting there?"
"We're taking TWA," was the reply. "We got a great
rate!" "TWA?"
exclaimed the barber. "That's a terrible airline. Their planes
are old,
their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. So, where
are
you
staying in Rome?"
"We'll be at the downtown International Marriott."
"That dump! That's the worst hotel in the city. The rooms are
small,
the
service is surly and they're overpriced. So, whatcha doing when you
get
there?"
"We're going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the
Pope."
"That's rich," laughed the barber. "You and a million
other people
trying
to see him. He'll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this
lousy
trip
of yours. You're going to need it."
A month later, the man again came in for his regular haircut. The
barber
asked him about his trip to Rome. "It was wonderful,"
explained the man,
"not only were we on time in one of TWA's brand new planes, but
it was
overbooked and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine
were
wonderful, and I had a beautiful 28 year old stewardess who waited
on me
hand and foot. And the hotel-it was great! They'd just finished a
$25
million remodeling job and now it's the finest hotel in the city.
They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us the
presidential suite at no extra charge!"
"Well," muttered the barber, "I know you didn't get
to see the pope."
"Actually, we were quite lucky, for as we toured the Vatican, a
Swiss
Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the pope likes to
personally meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to
step
into
his private room and wait the pope would personally greet me.
Sure enough, five minutes later the pope walked through the door and
shook my hand! I knelt down as he spoke a few words to me."
"Really?" asked the Barber. "What'd he say?"
He said, "Where'd you get the terrible haircut?