Jewish Joke of the Week: Are you Comfortable?
Murray, a retired accountant from Cherry Creek who still insists on wearing a tie to the grocery store, is crossing the street when a car clips him and sends him sprawling onto the pavement.
Within seconds, there’s a whole sidewalk minyan gathered around him. One woman is yelling, “Call 911!” Another is offering him a protein bar. Somebody else is somehow already blaming the traffic on Colorado Boulevard.
A paramedic rushes over, slides a folded jacket under Murray’s head, and says gently,
“Sir, try not to move. Are you comfortable?”
Murray squints up at him and says,
“Comfortable? I do alright. My son’s a dentist.”
