Following up on Duffy’s recent post:
A Dominican friar is taking an overnight train west to Minneapolis. He tells the conductor, “We get there at 5 a.m., and I am terrible at getting up early, so please give me a good shake and make sure I get up and off the train.”
“Sure thing, Father,” the conductor says.
“Thank you very much, and God bless you,” says the friar, giving him a handsome tip. “I’ll probably be too grouchy and tired to thank you properly at 5 a.m.”
The friar finds a seat and zonks out. When he wakes up, the sun is shining and the train is stopped at a station. He notices the sign says “Fargo,” and looks at his watch. It’s a little after 9 a.m.
He jumps up and grabs his bags, all the while yelling and cursing the conductor, the train line, the transportation industry, and all mankind.
Naturally, this scandalizes the passengers who can’t help but hear him as he storms off to get on a train headed back to Minneapolis. After he’s gone, one of the passengers says, “I have never in my life seen a priest so angry.”
A train conductor standing nearby said, “You should have seen the Norbertine I put off the train in Minneapolis this morning.”