Certainly Not.
Employer: "I hope you don’t sit and twiddle your thumbs when I’m not in the office?”
Typist: "Oh, no, Mr. Jones. 1 have ray knitting."
“Dae ye ken that your hens come ower into ma gairden?’
"Ah, I thocht they must be dain that.” "Whit mak’s ye think sae?” "Because they never come back.”
A prospective employer was interviewing a charlady. “Whom did you work for last?” she asked.
"You remember that Mrs. Brown who died mysteriously?” asked ,the charlady. "Yes.” "Well. I did for ’er.”
Diner: "Walter, what’s the matter with this establishment? This steak is burnt black.”
Waiter: "Yessir! Mark of respect, sir. Our head cook died yestiddy.”
The house agent was showing the prospective buyer through the rooms. "This is the maid’s bedroom, and this is the linen cupboard." “The linen cupboard Is the one with the shelves?”
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Cromwell Argus, Volume LXVIII, Issue 3484, 30 August 1937, Page 7
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143Certainly Not. Cromwell Argus, Volume LXVIII, Issue 3484, 30 August 1937, Page 7
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