Frozen Crabs and The Blonde Flight Attendant
A lawyer boarded an airplane in New Orleans with a box of frozen crabs and asked a blonde stewardess to take care of them for him. She took the box and promised to put it in the crew’s refrigerator. He advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for them staying frozen, mentioning in an arrogant manner that he was a lawyer and threatened what would happen to her if she let them thaw out.
Shortly before landing in New York , she used the intercom to announce to the entire cabin, “Would the lawyer who gave me the crabs in New Orleans , please raise your hand?”
Not one hand went up... So she took them home and ate them.
There are two lessons here:
1. Lawyers aren’t as smart as they think they are
2. Blondes aren’t as dumb as most folks think
After a tiring day, a commuter settled down in his seat and closed his eyes.
As the plane rolled out on the tarmac, the young woman sitting next to him pulled out her cell phone and started
talking in a loud voice:
“Hi sweetheart. It’s Sue. I’m on the plane”.
“Yes, I know it’s the six thirty and not the four thirty, but I had a long meeting”.
“No, honey, not with that Kevin from the accounting office. It was with the boss”.
“No sweetheart, you’re the only one in my life”.
“Yes, I’m sure, cross my heart!”
Fifteen minutes later, she was still talking loudly.
When the man sitting next to her had enough, he leaned over and said into the phone,
“Sue, hang up the phone and come back to bed.”
Sue doesn’t use her cell phone in public any longer.
Blonde jokes are the PC version of the so called ‘polack’ jokes.
Growing up in an Italian, Irish, Polish, Roman Catholic neighborhood we were quick to skewer the other guys descendancy. No one got offended, just worked hard to get off a better one.