This is something to think about when
negative people are doing their best to
rain on your parade. So remember this
story the next time someone who knows
nothing, and cares less, tries to make
your life miserable.
A woman was at her hairdresser's
getting her hair styled for a trip to
Rome with her husband. She
mentioned the trip to the hair-
dresser, who responded:
"Rome? Why would anyone want
to go there? It's crowded and dirty.
You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how
are you getting there?"
We're taking Continental," was
the reply. "We got a great rate!"
"Continental?" exclaimed the
hairdresser. " 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 this exclusive little
place over on Rome's Tiber River
called Teste."
"Don't go any further I know
"Don't go any further I know
that place. Everybody thinks
its gonna be something special
and exclusive, but it's really a
dump, 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 hairdresser.
"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 woman again
came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser
asked her about her trip to Rome.
"It was wonderful," explained the
woman, "not only were we on time
in one of Continental'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 handsome 28-year-old
steward who waited on me hand
and foot.
"And the hotel was great! They'd
just finished a $5 million remodeling
job, and now it's a jewel, the finest
hotel in the city. They, too, were
overbooked, so they apologized
and gave us their owner's suite
at no extra charge!"
"Well," muttered the hairdresser,
"that's all well and good, but I know
you didn't get to see the Pope."
"Actually, we were quite lucky,
because as we toured the Vatican,
a Swiss Guard tapped me on the
shoulder, and explained that the
Pope likes to 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
and he spoke a few words to me."
Oh, really! What'd he say ?"
He said: "Where'd you get the
shitty Hairdo?"
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