I stopped at a florist shop after work to
pick up roses for my wife. As the clerk was putting the finishing
touches on the bouquet, a young man burst through the door, breathlessly
requesting a dozen red roses.
"I'm sorry," the clerk said.
"This man just ordered our last bunch."
The desperate
customer turned to me and begged, "May I please have those roses?"
"What happened?" I asked. "Did you forget your
wedding anniversary or something?"
"It's even worse than
that," he confided. "I broke my wife's hard
drive!"
