THERE was a rather old-fashioned lady, always quite delicate and
elegant, especially in language. She and he husband were planning a
week's vacation in Florida, so she wrote to a campground and asked for
a reservation. She wanted to make sure the campground was fully
equipped, but didn't know how to ask about the toilet facilities. She just
could not bring herself to write the word "toilet" in her letter. After much
deliberation, she finally came up with the term "bathroom commode". But
after writing that down, she still thought she was being too forward, so she
rewrote the entire letter and referred to the "bathroom commode" merely
as the "BC". "Does the campground have its own BC?" is what she
actually wrote.
Well, the gampground owner wasn't old-fashioned at all and when he got
the letter, he just couldn't figure what the woman was talking about. That
"BC" business really stumped him. He showed the letter to several
couples, but they couldn't imagine what the lady meant either. So the
campground owner finally came to the conclusion that the lady must be
asking about the location of the nearest Baptist Church, sat down and
wrote the following reply:
DEAR MADAM,
I regret the delay in answering your letter, but I now take the pleasure of
informing you that a BC is located 9 miles north of the campground and is
capable of seating 250 people at one time. It is located in a beautiful pine
grove and is open only on Sundays and Wednesdays. I admit it is quite a
distance away if you are in the habit of going regularly, but no doubt you
will be pleased to know that many people take their lunch along and make
a day of it. They usually arrive early and stay late.
My daughter met her husband in the BC. Sometimes it is so crowded
there are five to a seat. It may interest you to know that right now there is
a supper planned to raise money to buy more seats. They are going to
hold it in the basement of the BC. It pains me very much not to be able to
go more regularly, but it is surely not due to a lack of desire on my part.
As we grow older, it seems to be more of an effort, particularly in cold
weather. If you decide to come to our campground, perhaps I could go
with you the first time you go and sit with you and introduce you to all the
other folks. We will be sure to get a seat up front where you can be seen
by everyone. Remember, we are a friendly community.
Sincerely, the Campground Owner.