DON'T MESS WITH THE ELDERLY
Added on: 12th Jun 2016
MYRA RHODES, A LITTLE OLD LADY
LIVING IN GREAT BADDOW, ESSEX,
ANSWERED A KNOCK ON THE DOOR ONE DAY,
TO BE CONFRONTED BY A WELL-DRESSED
YOUNG MAN CARRYING A VACUUM CLEANER.
'GOOD MORNING, MA'AM,'
SAID THE YOUNG MAN.
'IF I COULD TAKE A COUPLE MINUTES OF YOUR TIME,
I WOULD LIKE TO DEMONSTRATE THE
VERY LATEST IN HIGH-POWERED VACUUM CLEANERS.'
'GO AWAY!'
SAID MYRA BRUSQUELY.
'I'M BROKE AND HAVEN'T GOT ANY MONEY,'
AND SHE PROCEEDED TO CLOSE THE DOOR.
QUICK AS A FLASH,
THE YOUNG MAN WEDGED HIS FOOT IN
THE DOOR AND PUSHED IT WIDE OPEN.
'DON'T BE TOO HASTY,'
HE COMMANDED.
'NOT UNTIL YOU HAVE AT LEAST SEEN
MY DEMONSTRATION.'
AND WITH THAT, HE EMPTIED A
BUCKET OF HORSE MANURE ONTO
HER HALLWAY CARPET.
'NOW, IF THIS VACUUM CLEANER DOES
NOT REMOVE ALL TRACES OF THIS
HORSE MANURE FROM YOUR CARPET,
MADAM, I WILL PERSONALLY
EAT THE REMAINDER.'
MYRA STEPPED BACK AND SAID WITH A SMILE,
'WELL LET ME GET YOU A SPOON,
YOUNG MAN BECAUSE THEY CUT OFF MY
ELECTRICITY THIS MORNING.'
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