A picky customer comes to a small food shop and sees a new delivery of fresh fruit.
“Give me three dozens of oranges and wrap every orange up in a separate piece of paper, please,” he says to the saleswoman.
She does.
“And three dozens of cherries, please, and wrap up every one in a separate piece of paper, too.” She does.
“And what is that there,” he asks pointing out a bushel in the corner.
“Grapes,” says the saleswoman, “but they are not for sale!”
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As a restaurant owner, I hired a pianist and a harpist to entertain my customers.
After several performances, I discovered that the pianist had walked away with some of my valuables. I notified the police, who arrested her.
Desperate for another pianist, I called a friend who knew some musicians.
“What happened to the pianist you had?” he asked me.
“I had her arrested,” I replied. We said goodbye and hung up.
A few minutes later, my friend called back and asked, “How badly did she play?”