Dick Brewer sent this particular tale.

This morning, I was in a huge hurry and on my way to work. I was preoccupied with what my day held and I rear-ended a car at a stop light because I was not really paying attention.

I had hot coffee in my lap and I was running late. “Great, just great”, I muttered.

The driver opened his door……..leaned out of his car and stared at me.

He was a dwarf.

He got out, studied the damage on his bumper, and walked towards me as I rolled down my window.

He said, “I’m not happy”…

To which I replied, “Well….., which one are you, then?”

I know. . . .I know. . . .I’m going to hell……….