The neighborhood postman was retiring after 25 years. On his last
day of delivering mail, all of the people on his route left him
something in the mail box in honor of his retirement. Some left
money, some left small gifts, and some met him at the door and
invited him in for a meal. This went on all through the
neighborhood. As he proceeded through his route, the gifts got
better and better. One house even gave him a gold watch!
He was so satisfied, but the last house paled in comparison. As
he was putting the mail in the mailbox, the door opened, and the
woman of the house stood there in beautiful lingerie. She invited
him inside. He knew that this woman's husband was a truck driver
and was away, so he went inside. She proceeded to give him the
day and night of his life.
The next morning he woke up to find she was bringing him
breakfast in bed. He found a dollar bill under his plate as he
ate and asked her about it. She explained, "When I called my
husband to tell ask him what we should give you for your
retirement, he said, 'screw him, give him a dollar.' Breakfast
was my idea."
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