At the Post Office:
Clerk: Hi Mrs. Johnson, I haven’t seen you for ages. What have you been up to?
Mrs Johnson: Bringing up three screaming kids and putting up with a nagging husband. I could really do with a week on my own... and then I could get down to sorting myself out.
Clerk: I know how you feel. We all need time to gather our thoughts and escape from the relentless stress of our daily lives.
Mrs Johnson: Oh dear. You sound worse than me.
Clerk: Not really... You should know by now that you must take everything I say with a pinch of salt... Now what can I do for you today?
Mrs Johnson: Well, I must get these parcels off to Australia before Christmas. What’s the quickest way?
Clerk: You can send it by Swiftair. It guarantees three day delivery... but it’ll work out more expensive than the run of the mill postal service.
Mrs Johnson: Yes I know, but it has to be done so I might as well go for it.
Clerk: Fine…but you’d better get a move on. Last post leaves at 12.30.
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