Little Room
A truck driver had just finished offloading on our dock this morning, and one of our guys yelled to him, “Would you like to use the little girls’ room?”
He yelled back, “No, I’d like the little boys’.” We all did a double-take, and the truck driver groaned and turned beet red. “Not what I meant! Not what I meant!”
It was hard to hear him over all the laughing.