The Wifi Password

A man walks into a bar at the airport and approaches the bartender. He’s eager to get the wifi password so he can stay connected while waiting for his flight.

Man: “Excuse me, what’s the wifi password?”

Bartender: “Well, first you’ll need to buy a drink.”

Man: “Alright, I’ll have a coke.”

Bartender: “Is Pepsi okay?”

Man: “Sure, that’s fine. How much is it?”

Bartender: “It’s $3.”

Man hands over the money: “Here you go. Now, could you please tell me the wifi password?”

Bartender: “Of course, but remember, you need to buy a drink first. No spaces, all lowercase.”

The man was finally able to get the wifi password after purchasing his drink. It’s always interesting to see what little hoops we have to jump through to access the internet, especially when we’re in a hurry.

A young blonde woman arrives at an office for a job interview. The interviewer decides to start with some basic questions.

Interviewer: “So, miss, can you please tell us your age?”

The blonde pauses, carefully counting on her fingers for about 3 seconds before confidently replying, “Ehh… 25!”

The interviewer tries to break the ice with another straightforward question, “And can you tell us your height, please?”

The young lady stands up and takes out a measuring tape from her handbag. She then places one end under her foot and extends the tape to the top of her head. After checking the measurement, she proudly announces, “Five foot three!”

The interviewer, still perplexed, decides to go back to the basics. He asks, “And, umm, just to confirm for our records, can you please tell us your name?”

The blonde nods her head from side to side for about twenty seconds, silently mouthing something to herself. Finally, she replies, “Stephanie.”

The interviewer is completely baffled at this point, unable to understand her unusual way of answering. He asks, “Just out of curiosity, miss. We can understand you counting on your fingers to work out your age, and it’s clear why you used a measuring tape for your height. But what were you doing when we asked for your name?”

The blonde laughs and explains, “Oh, that! That’s just me running through ‘Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…’”