In some districts, assistant pastors do not live in the main
rectory. That is reserved for the Pastor and his housekeeper. One day the
pastor invited his new young assistant pastor to have dinner with him at the
rectory. While being served, the young pastor noticed how shapely and lovely
the housekeeper was and down deep in his heart he wondered if there was more
between the pastor and the housekeeper. He humourously broached the matter.
After the meal was over, the pastor assured the young priest
that everything was purely professional, and that she was the housekeeper and
cook and that was that. About a week later the housekeeper came to the pastor
and said, "Father, ever since the new assistant came for dinner I have not
been able to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose he took
it, do you?" The Pastor said, "Well, I doubt it but I'll write him a
letter." So he sat down and wrote, "Dear Father, I'm not saying you
did take the gravy ladle and I'm not saying you did not take the gravy ladle.
But the fact remains that it has been missing since you were here for dinner."
When the young assistant pastor received the letter, he wrote back as follows, "Dear Father Pastor, I'm not saying that you do sleep with the housekeeper, and I'm not saying that you do not sleep with the housekeeper. But I do know for sure that if you slept in your own bed, you would have found the gravy ladle."
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