A girl was at her hairdresser’s getting her hair styled for a visit to Rome along with her husband.
She talked about the journey to the hairdresser, who responded:
“Rome? Why would anybody wish to go there? It’s crowded and soiled. You’re loopy to go to Rome. So how are you getting there?”
“We’re taking Continental,” was the reply. “We acquired an ideal price!”
“Continental?” exclaimed the hairdresser. ” That’s a horrible airline. Their planes are previous, their flight attendants are ugly and so they’re at all times late. So the place are you staying in Rome?”
“We’ll be at this unique little place over on Rome’s Tiber River known as Teste.”
“Don’t go any additional. I do know that place. Everyone thinks it’s gonna be one thing particular and unique, however it’s actually a dump.”
“We’re going to go to see the Vatican and possibly get to see the Pope.”
“That’s wealthy,” laughed the hairdresser. You and one million different folks attempting to see him. He’ll look the dimensions of an ant. Boy, good luck on this awful journey of yours. You’re going to wish it.”
A month later, the girl once more got here in for a hairdo. The hairdresser requested her about her journey to Rome.
“It was fantastic,” defined the girl, “not solely have been we on time in one in every of Continental’s model new planes, however it was overbooked and so they bumped us as much as top notch. The meals and wine have been fantastic and I had a good-looking 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.. And the Teste lodge was nice! They’d simply completed a $5 million transforming and now it’s a jewel, the best lodge within the metropolis. They, too, have been overbooked, in order that they apologized and gave us their proprietor’s suite at no additional cost!”
“Effectively,” muttered the hairdresser, “that’s all effectively and good, however I do know you didn’t get to see the Pope.”
“Truly, we have been fairly fortunate as a result of as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and defined that the Pope likes to fulfill among the guests and if I’d be so variety as to step into his non-public room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.
Certain sufficient, 5 minutes later, the Pope walked by means of the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke just a few phrases to me.”
“Oh, actually! What’d he say?”
He stated, “Who f*cked up your hair?
Rationalization: This joke builds on the hairdresser’s fixed negativity concerning the girl’s plans. Regardless of all of the pessimism, every part seems completely. The punchline lands when even the Pope feedback on her dangerous hair, implying the hairdresser’s poor work.
