were heading out to the course, one of them was detained by a
phone call.
The other three were discussing their children while walking to
the first tee.
“My son,” said one proudly, “has made quite a name for himself
in the home building industry. He began as a carpenter, but now
owns his own design and construction firm. He's so successful,
in fact in the last year he was able to give a good friend a
brand new home as a gift.”
The second man, not to be outdone, boasts how his son began his
career as a car salesman, but now owns a multi-line dealership.
“He's so successful, in fact, in the last six months he gave a
friend two brand new cars as a gift.”
The third man brags that his son has worked his way up through a
stock brokerage firm, and has become so successful that in the
last few weeks has given a good friend a large stock portfolio
as a gift.
As the fourth man arrives at the tee box, the three smugly tell
him that they have been discussing how successful their progeny
are, and ask what line of work his son is in.
“To tell the truth, I'm not very pleased how my son has turned
out,” he replies. “For fifteen years, he's been a hairdresser,
and I've just recently discovered he's gay.”
As the other three recoil in horror, he continues, “but on the
bright side, he must be good at what he does, because his last
three boyfriends have given him a brand new house, two new cars,
and a big stock portfolio.”
Those were my two cents.