“Excuse me sir,” said the man to one of the stewards on an Amtrak Train, “I always get nauseous when I go on trains, so I am going to to take a heavy sleeping pill, but please do whatever you can to make sure I get off when it stops in Baltimore. I really don’t want to miss my great aunt’s funeral.” “Sure thing!” said the steward happily, we’ll make you sure you get off!”
Six hours later the train stopped in Washington D.C. and the man jumped out of his seat in a panic, “WHAT THE HECK! I ASKED YOU TO WAKE ME UP IN BALTIMORE!”
“Oh boy! He looks mad!” Remarked the fellow behind him to his wife.
“Not half as mad as that other guy they carried off back in Baltimore.” She whispered back.
Then I heard the same voice again, “I’m going to have to call you back, some smart-aleck is answering all of my questions.”
