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!