In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ha Ha Ha.”
Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with a unexpected punchline, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!
Chicago Airpot en.wikipedia.org
(Before the cell phone era) – My mother, who had never traveled very far from her hometown before, recently left Boston on her first plane trip. I anxiously awaited her arrival in North Dakota. When her plane landed and she was not on it, I was frantic. The desk clerk suggested she might have missed the connecting flight at Chicago. We phoned and paged her several times. No luck. A few hours later I met the next plane and my mother was on it. “Where have you been?” I asked. “I’ve been so worried”. “I had to wait at Chicago because I missed my plane,” she replied. “But we paged you at the airport”! I exclaimed. “Oh, I heard my name”, she said. “But I didn’t answer. After all, who the hack do I know in Chicago?”
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