A LITTLE MORE BREAD
An old Jewish man goes to a diner every day for
lunch. He always orders the soup du jour. One day the
manager asks him how he liked his meal. The old man
replies (with Yiddish accent) "Wass goot, but you could
give a little more bread."
So the next day the manager tells the waitress to
give him four slices of bread. "How was your meal, sir?"
the manager asks. "Wass goot, but you could give a
little more bread," comes the reply.
So the next day the manager tells the waitress to
give him eight slices of bread. "How was your meal
today, sir?" the manager asks. "Wass goot, but you could
give a little more bread," comes the reply.
So ... the next day the manager tells the waitress to
give him a whole loaf of bread with his soup. "How was
your meal, sir?" the manager asks, when he comes to pay.
"Wass goot, but you could give just a little more
bread," comes the reply once again.
The manager is now obsessed with seeing this customer
say that he is satisfied with his meal, so he goes to
the bakery, and orders a six-foot-long loaf of bread.
When the man comes in as usual the next day, the
waitress and the manager cut the loaf in half, butter
the entire length of each half, and lay it out along the
counter, right next to his bowl of soup. The old man
sits down, and devours both his bowl of soup, and both
halves of the six-foot-long loaf of bread.
The manager now thinks he will get the answer he is
looking for, and when the old man comes up to pay for
his meal, the manager asks in the usual way: "How was
your meal TODAY, sir?"
The old Jew replies: "It wass goot as usual, but I
see you are back to giving only two slices of bread!"
