The story is told of a lady who was rather old-fashioned,
always quite delicate and elegant, especially in her language. She and
her husband were planning a week's vacation in Florida, so she wrote to
a particular campground asking for a reservation.
She wanted to make sure the campground was fully equipped, but didn't
quite know how to ask about the toilet facilities. She just couldn't
bring herself to write the word "toilet" in her letter. After much
deliberation, she finally came up with the old-fashioned term BATHROOM
COMMODE. But when she wrote that down, she still thought she was being
too forward. So she started all over again and rewrote the entire letter
referring to the bathroom commode merely as the BC. "Does the campground
have it's own BC?" is what she actually wrote.
Well, the campground owner wasn't old-fashioned at all, and when he got
the letter, he just couldn't figure out what the woman was talking
about. That BC business really stumped him.
After worrying about it for awhile, he showed the letter to several
campers, but they couldn't imagine what the lady meant either. So the
campground owner, finally coming to the conclusion that the lady must be
asking about he local Baptist Church, sat down and wrote the following reply:
Dear Madam:
I regret very much the delay in answering your letter, but I now take
pleasure in informing you that a BC is located nine miles north of the
campground and is capable of seating 250 people at one time. I admit it
is quite a distance away, if you are in the habit of going regularly,
but no doubt you will be pleased to know that a great number of people
take their lunches along and make a day of it. They usually arrive early
and stay late. It is such a beautiful facility and the acoustics are
marvelous. Even the normal delivery sounds can be heard.
The last time my wife and I went was six years ago, and it was so
crowded we had to stand up the whole time we were there. It may interest
you to know that right now a supper is planned to raise money to buy
more seats.
I would like to say it pains me very much not to be able to go more
regularly, but it surely is no lack of desire on my part. As we grow
old, it seems to be more of an effort, particularly in cold weather.
If you do decide to come down to our campground, perhaps I could go with
you the first time you go, sit with you, and introduce you to all the
other folks.
Remember, this is a friendly community.
Sincerely,
Campground Owner
I found this story on this website: www.llerrah.com/campground.htm
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