Martha and Elsie had lived

Martha and Elsie had lived in the same Senior retirement home for 15 years.

One morning they met at the elevator on the way to breakfast.

Elsie: Martha you are not going to believe what I am going to tell you.

Martha: What? did somebody die?

Elsie: No, I was out walking my dog at 5 o’clock this morning and I bumped into that new fellow coming out of Marie Smiths room, carrying his shoes.

Martha: Oh, my heavens. What did you do?

Elsie: Leaning over and whispering into Martha’s ear I gave him my room number.