Vacation To Rome

A man walks in to Joe's Barber Shop for his regular haircut. As
he snips away, Joe asks, "What's up?" The man explains he's
taking a vacation to Rome.


"ROME?!" Joe says, "Why would you want to go there? It's a
crowded dirty city! You'd be crazy to go to Rome. So how ya
getting there?"


"We're taking TWA," the man replies. "TWA?!" yells Joe. "They're
a terrible airline. Their planes are old, the food is terrible
and they're always late! So where you staying in Rome?"


The man says, "We'll be at the downtown International Marriott."
"That dump?" says Joe. "That's the worst hotel in the city! The
rooms are small, the service is surly and slow and they're
overpriced! So whatcha doing when you get there?"


The man says "We're going to go see the Vatican and hope to see
the Pope." "Ha! That's rich!" laughs Joe. "You and a million
other people trying to see him. He'll look the size of an ant.
Boy, good luck on the trip. You're going to need it!"


A month later, the man comes in for his regular haircut. Joe
says, "well, how did that trip to Rome turn out? Betcha TWA gave
you the worst flight of your life!"


"No, quite the opposite" explained the man. "Not only were we on
time in one of their brand-new planes, but it was full and they
bumped us up to first class."


"Hmmm," Joe says, "Well, I bet the hotel was just like I
described."


"No, quite the opposite! They'd just finished a $25 million
remodeling. It's the finest hotel in Rome, now. They were
overbooked, so they apologized and gave us the Presidential
suite for no extra charge!"


"Well," Joe mumbles, "I know you didn't get to see the Pope!"


"Actually, we were quite lucky. As we toured the Vatican, a
Swiss guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained the Pope
likes to personally meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so
kind as to step into this private room and wait, the Pope would
personally greet me. Sure enough, after 5 minutes the Pope
walked through the door and shook my hand. I knelt down as he
spoke a few words to me."


Impressed, Joe asks, "Tell me, please! What'd he say?"


"Oh, not much really. Just 'Where'd you get that awful haircut?'"