Saving the last Thing

A gentleman once went to visit his friend who lived on the top floor of a ten-storey building. With the lift out of order, the poor visitor had to climb all the way to the top. The two friends spent a very enjoyable time discussing a myriad of topics and laughing about their mistakes and problems.

At last, the visitor got up to take leave of his friend. He climbed down all those steps again and at last reached his motorcycle. Just as he was about to start the vehicle, his friend’s wife shouted to him from the tenth-floor window that he had forgotten all three things he had brought along. Cursing himself for his carelessness, he asked her to throw them down.

Promptly, his helmet came flying down. In trying to catch it as it came crashing, he nearly broke his hand. Swearing, he looked up just in time to see his precious dark glasses sailing down. He made a dive for them but missed, and the glasses shattered upon hitting the ground.

Injured and without his glasses, he shouted, “Don’t throw anything else down!” He rushed back upstairs and arrived breathless, asking for the last item he had forgotten. What was held out to him this time was his handkerchief.