A Scottish woman went to the local newspaper office to publish the obituary for her recently deceased husband.
The obit editor informed her that there is a charge of 50 cents per word.
She paused, reflected, and then said, "Well then, let it read, "Angus MacPherson died."
Amused at the woman's thrift, the editor told her that there is a seven-word minimum for all obituaries.
She thought it over and in a few seconds said, "In that case, let it read ...
"Angus MacPherson died. Golf clubs for sale.â€
The obit editor informed her that there is a charge of 50 cents per word.
She paused, reflected, and then said, "Well then, let it read, "Angus MacPherson died."
Amused at the woman's thrift, the editor told her that there is a seven-word minimum for all obituaries.
She thought it over and in a few seconds said, "In that case, let it read ...
"Angus MacPherson died. Golf clubs for sale.â€