Loud Thinking

Newfoundland CHARM

Two informally dressed ladies happened to start up a conversation during an endless wait in Toronto’s Terminal 3 airport.

The first lady was an arrogant Upper Canadian married to a wealthy businessman.

The second was a well-mannered elderly woman from Bell Island, Newfoundland.

When the conversation centred on whether they had any children, the Upper Canadian woman started by saying, “When my first child was born, my husband built a huge house for me.”

The lady from Bell Island commented, “Well, isn’t that nice?”

The first woman continued, “When my second child was born, my husband bought
me a Mercedes-Benz.”

Again, the lady from Bell Island commented, “Well, isn’t that nice?”

The first woman continued boasting, “Then, when my third child was born, my husband bought me this exquisite diamond bracelet.”

Yet again, the Bell Island lady commented, “Well, isn’t that nice?”

The first woman then asked her companion, “What did your husband buy for you when you had your first child?”

“My husband sent me to Charm School,” declared the Bell Island lady.

“Charm school?” the first woman cried, “Oh, my Lord! What on earth for?”

The elderly Bell Island lady responded, “Well, as an example; instead of saying, “Who gives a s–t?”, I learned to say, “Well, isn’t that nice…..”