John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how attractive and shapely the housekeeper was. Over the course of the evening, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the housekeeper than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, my relationship with my housekeeper is purely professional."
About a week later, the housekeeper came to John and said, "Ever since John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure." So he sat down and wrote:
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"Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner." |
Several days later, John received a letter back from his mother: |
"Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with your
housekeeper, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with
your housekeeper. But the fact remains that if you were
sleeping in your own bed, you would have found the gravy
ladle by now" Love, Mom |