Little Johnny’s Pretzels
Little Johnny’s uncle owned a small bakery.
Each morning earlier than college, Johnny would cease by, seize a contemporary pretzel, and convey it to his new instructor.
She all the time smiled and thanked him.
“That’s very considerate of you, Johnny.”
After every week, she lastly mentioned,
“These pretzels are scrumptious… however I ponder… do you assume your uncle might make one with out salt?”
The very subsequent morning, Johnny proudly handed her a pretzel.
Positive sufficient…
No salt.
The subsequent day?
Nonetheless no salt.
The day after that?
The identical factor.
After a number of days, the instructor started to really feel responsible.
She imagined Johnny’s poor uncle making a particular batch of pretzels each morning only for her.
Lastly she mentioned,
“Johnny, I hope I’m not creating further work on your uncle.”
Johnny seemed puzzled.
“What do you imply?”
“The salt-free pretzels. It should take him further time to make them.”
Johnny grinned.
“Oh, he doesn’t make them with out salt.”
“He makes them the traditional manner.”
“I simply l*ck all of the salt off earlier than I deliver them to you.”
