John, who lived in the north of England, decided to go golfing in Scotland with his buddy Shawn. So they loaded up John’s minivan and headed north. After driving for a
few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. So they pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.
‘I realize it’s terrible weather out there and I have this huge house
all to myself, but I’m recently widowed,’ she explained, ‘and I’m afraid
the neighbours will talk if lI let you stay in my house.’
‘Don’t worry,’ John said. ‘We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if
the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.’
The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled
in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They
enjoyed a great weekend of golf. But about nine months later, John got an
unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it
out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that
attractive widow he had met on the golf weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Shawn and asked, “Shawn, do you remember
that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our golf holiday in
Scotland about 9 months ago?’
‘Yes, I do,’ said Shawn
‘Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the
house and pay her a visit?’
‘Well, um, yes!,’ Shawn said, a little embarrassed about being found
out, ‘I have to admit that I did.’
‘And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your
Shawn’s face turned beet red and he said, ‘Yeah, look, I’m sorry, buddy.
I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask?’
‘She just died and left me everything.’
The moral of the story is, always try to be yourself.