The first Jewish President of the United States...

The first Jewish President of the United States
calls his mother in Queens and invites her to
come down for Chanukah.


She says, "I'd like to, but it's so much trouble...
I mean, I have to get a cab to the airport, and
I hate waiting on Queens Boulevard..."


He replies, "Mom! I'm the President! You won't
need a cab - I'll send a limousine for you!"


His mother replies, "I know, but then I'll have to
get my ticket at the airport, and try to get a seat
on the plane, and I hate to sit in the middle...it's
just too much trouble."


He replies, "Mom! I'm the President of the
United States! I'll send Air Force One for you -
it's my private jet!"


To which she replies, "Oh, well, but then when
we land, I'll to carry my luggage through the
airport, and try to get a cab...it's really too much
trouble."


He replies, "Mom!! I'm the President! I'll send a
helicopter for you! You won't have to lift a finger."


She answers, "Yes, that's nice...but, you know,
I still need a hotel room, and the rooms are so
expensive, and I really don't like the rooms..."


Exasperated, he answers, "Mom! I'm the
President! You'll stay at the White House!"


She responds, "Well...all right...I guess I'll come."


The next day, she's on the phone with her friend
Betty.


Betty: "Hello, Sylvia... So nu, what's new?"


Sylvia: "I'm visiting my son for Thanksgiving!"


Betty: "The doctor?"


Sylvia: "No ... the other one."