Operator 28

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, Operator 28? 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!