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UK Politics Joke
Oct. 12th, 2010 08:46 pmHere's a new one I only heard for the first time this morning.
Lord Sugar wakes up one morning, and he has a really sore throat. At best, he can only manage a hoarse whisper. He has to go to the office anyway, because he has all these appointments today, including a 2pm with Number 10.
By the time he gets to the office, however, he feels like crap, so he goes to his secretary.
'Listen,' he whispers, 'I can't talk with this damned throat, so cancel all my appointments for today. Reschedule them for a couple of days from now. I'm off back home to get some Lemsips.'
'Does that include your 2pm?'
'Course it does. Just start phoning around, thanks.'
And off he goes, so the secretary now starts phoning around and cancelling everything. When he gets around to phoning Number 10, he hears the PM's private secretary on the other end.
'Lord Sugar's office here,' the secretary says. 'I'm afraid Lord Sugar has had to cancel today's 2pm. Can't talk. Sore throat.'
'Ah,' the PM's Private Secretary replies. 'That's somewhat of a relief. I was on the verge of phoning your office just now. I've been phoning around cancelling all David Cameron's appointments today. He can't talk. Haemorrhoids."
Lord Sugar wakes up one morning, and he has a really sore throat. At best, he can only manage a hoarse whisper. He has to go to the office anyway, because he has all these appointments today, including a 2pm with Number 10.
By the time he gets to the office, however, he feels like crap, so he goes to his secretary.
'Listen,' he whispers, 'I can't talk with this damned throat, so cancel all my appointments for today. Reschedule them for a couple of days from now. I'm off back home to get some Lemsips.'
'Does that include your 2pm?'
'Course it does. Just start phoning around, thanks.'
And off he goes, so the secretary now starts phoning around and cancelling everything. When he gets around to phoning Number 10, he hears the PM's private secretary on the other end.
'Lord Sugar's office here,' the secretary says. 'I'm afraid Lord Sugar has had to cancel today's 2pm. Can't talk. Sore throat.'
'Ah,' the PM's Private Secretary replies. 'That's somewhat of a relief. I was on the verge of phoning your office just now. I've been phoning around cancelling all David Cameron's appointments today. He can't talk. Haemorrhoids."
