Going to Russia

At around ten o'clock at night I ordered food: coffee, french fries, chilled soup and plain salad. A black girl said, "Please tell me what kind of dressing you want."

I said, "I don't know. Any dressing."

Then she asked me, "How old are you?"

I said, "Fifty."

Then she said to me, "Grandpa, I am sending you Russian dressing. I will send you to Russia."

I said, "How I wish I could go to Russia!" This was our joke.

When I ordered, they told me that in half an hour they would send the food to my room. After an hour had passed I phoned and said, "Please cancel my order; it is getting late." But they said they had just sent it. Finally the food came, but unfortunately it was not good.

When they gave me the bill I just signed it without looking at it. In the morning I saw that it had come to $17.50! Why? There was a service charge.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Salutations, numbers 9-12, Agni Press, 1983
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