A friend of mine has a buddy who’s really into Amway and constantly bugs her about it. But they have a close relationship; she likes him and puts up with him. One day, he calls her and says, “My wife is away, my son is at camp, I’m home alone—come over to my place in the evening.” So, of course, she gets ready, puts on some nice clothes, tells her husband, “I’m going to the library,” and heads over. He sits her down, serves her tea, and then says, “Now I’m going to give you a presentation. Look—two glasses of water. We’re going to add some green dye to both. In one glass, the dye colors the water, while in the other, it disappears. Do you know what that means?” “It means you’re an idiot,” she replied.
The second case. He calls her and says, “Hi.” She’s already on autopilot: “Is it another new promotion?” He:
— No, I’m calling you with a unique offer. Everyone usually calls to take something, but I want to give you something.
— Well, actually I’m married, so I shouldn’t be doing that over the phone.
— I’m not offering you sex!
— That’s a shame.