Stella, an elderly lady, had finished shopping at Kmart and was walking back home when she passed the shop of a used car dealer with the sign "Jordan Hale's Used cars".
Stella's bag of groceries was particularly heavy that day and she felt she could do with a used car when she went shopping and save herself a lot time and body pain. So she walked into the office of the owner and told him she needed a car. Jordan, the owner asked her what kind of car she wanted and she replied, "Well, son, I can't remember the name exactly, but it has something to do with hatred or rage."
Jordan replied, "Hmmm.....I guess you are talking about a Plymouth Fury! We have a few in our collection. What color would you like?"
Stella had some trouble explaining the exact color to him, so she reached into her shopping bag, took out an ear of corn, stripped down the shucks and said, "I want this color."
Jordan replied, "Ma'am I'm sorry, but we don't have any in this color. Could I show you a nice green one?"
Stella, a little irritated, insisted "No, I want this color."
Jordan tried to reason, "But ma'am, the company didn't make that color! Maybe a violet one would suit you?" said Jordan, obviously worried about losing a prospective customer. By this time, Stella was really mad and started throwing things at Jordan, thereby chasing him out of the office and into the parking lot. One of the salesmen, who came into the office from the back door, noticed the commotion and asked the receptionist what the old woman was so upset about.
The receptionist replied, "Apparently, Hale hath no Fury like the woman's corn!"
Stella's bag of groceries was particularly heavy that day and she felt she could do with a used car when she went shopping and save herself a lot time and body pain. So she walked into the office of the owner and told him she needed a car. Jordan, the owner asked her what kind of car she wanted and she replied, "Well, son, I can't remember the name exactly, but it has something to do with hatred or rage."
Jordan replied, "Hmmm.....I guess you are talking about a Plymouth Fury! We have a few in our collection. What color would you like?"
Stella had some trouble explaining the exact color to him, so she reached into her shopping bag, took out an ear of corn, stripped down the shucks and said, "I want this color."
Jordan replied, "Ma'am I'm sorry, but we don't have any in this color. Could I show you a nice green one?"
Stella, a little irritated, insisted "No, I want this color."
Jordan tried to reason, "But ma'am, the company didn't make that color! Maybe a violet one would suit you?" said Jordan, obviously worried about losing a prospective customer. By this time, Stella was really mad and started throwing things at Jordan, thereby chasing him out of the office and into the parking lot. One of the salesmen, who came into the office from the back door, noticed the commotion and asked the receptionist what the old woman was so upset about.
The receptionist replied, "Apparently, Hale hath no Fury like the woman's corn!"