...when negative people do their best to rain on your parade.
> 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
> hairdresser, 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'sTiber River called
> Teste."
>
> "Don't go any further. I know that
> place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special
> and exclusive, but it's really a
> dump."
>
> "We're going to go to see the Vatican and
> maybe get 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: "Who the devil ruined your hair???"
(Author unknown)
> 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
> hairdresser, 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'sTiber River called
> Teste."
>
> "Don't go any further. I know that
> place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special
> and exclusive, but it's really a
> dump."
>
> "We're going to go to see the Vatican and
> maybe get 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: "Who the devil ruined your hair???"
(Author unknown)
