provided my muse and sense of humour do not desert me:
PHONE-CALL PROFLIGACY
In the busy male locker room of a golf club a cellular phone rings
on a bench; a player engages the hands-free speaker function
and begins to talk. Everyone in the room stops to listen.
Player: 'Hello.'
Female Caller:' Hi honey, it's me. Are you at the club?'
'Yes.'
Caller: 'I'm at the shops and I found this beautiful leather coat.
It's only £2,000; is it okay if I buy it?'
Player: 'Sure it's okay by me.'
Caller: 'I was also attracted by the new models in the BMW showroom
and I saw one I really like.'
'How much is it?'
'30,000.'
'Okay for that price provided it includes all the options.'
Caller: 'Great! One more thing. I met Janie and she told me that
the house I wanted last year is back on the market. They're
asking £700,000 for it.'
Player: 'Since you have your heart set on it go ahead and put in an offer.'
Caller: 'Bye! I love you.'
'Bye, and good luck.'
He then addresses the audience staring at him in open-mouth astonishment:
'Anyone know whose phone this is?'
