A man was out on the golf course one sunny day when he suddenly realized he was lost. Spotting a woman ahead of him, he walked over and asked, “Excuse me, could you help me? I’m not sure which hole I’m on.”
She smiled politely and said, “You’re one hole behind me. I’m on the 7th; you’re on the 6th.”
Relieved, he thanked her and went back to his game.
A little while later, he found himself lost again. Embarrassed, he noticed the same woman and approached her once more. “I hate to bother you again, but I’m lost. Can you tell me what hole I’m on?”
She chuckled and replied, “You’re still one hole behind me. I’m on the 14th; you’re on the 13th.”
Grateful for her help, he thanked her again and finished his round.
Later, in the clubhouse, he saw the woman and decided to thank her properly. “Can I buy you a drink to thank you for your help out there?” he asked.
She agreed, and they started chatting over their drinks. As the conversation flowed, he asked, “So, what do you do for a living?”
“I’m in sales,” she said with a shy smile.
“No way! Me too!” he exclaimed. “What do you sell?”
She hesitated for a moment. “Well… it’s a little embarrassing.”
“Come on,” he said, coaxing her. “I promise I won’t laugh.”
After a moment, she sighed and said, “Alright, but you really can’t laugh. I sell sanitary napkins.”
He managed to hold a straight face—at first. But then, unable to contain himself, he burst into laughter, doubling over and nearly falling out of his chair, tears streaming down his face.
“You promised not to laugh!” she exclaimed, glaring at him.
Through his laughter, he managed to choke out, “I’m sorry! But I can’t help it—I sell toilet paper... and I’m still one hole behind you!”