An old Jewish man is talking long-distance to California when
all of a sudden he gets cut off. He hollers, "Operator, giff me
beck the party!"
She says, "I'm sorry sir, you'll have to make the call all over
again."
He says, "What do you want from my life? Giff me beck da
party."
She says, "I'm sorry sir, you'll have to place the call
again."
He says, "Operator, ya know vat? Take da telephone and shove it in
you-know-vere!'' And he hangs up.
Two days later he opens the door and there are two big, strapping
guys standing there who say, "We came to take your telephone
out."
He says, "Vy?"
They say, "Because you insulted Operator 28 two days ago. But if
you'd like to call up and apologize, we'll leave the telephone
here."
He says, "Vait a minute, vat's da rush, vat's da hurry?" He goes to
the telephone and dials. "Hello? Get me Operator 28. Hello,
Operator28? Remember me? Two days ago I insulted you? I told you to
take da telephone and shove it in you-know-vere?''
She says, "Yes?"
He says, "Vell, get ready -- dey're bringin' it to ya!"
