Is there a chance that I could take Joe’s place?

Joe, O’Hara’s long time foreman, died in his sleep one night. O’Hara had depended on Joe for advice on every aspect, from framing to finishing. In addition, Joe had been his closest friend. So, it was understandable that O’Hara didn’t take kindly to the droves of ambitious carpenters who wanted Joe’s job. “They don’t even have the decency to wait until the man is buried,” O’Hara muttered. At the cemetery, one eager beaver made his way to O’Hara’s side. “Sir” the man said. “Is there a chance that I could take Joe’s place?” “Certainly,” O’Hara replied. “But you’d better hurry. I think the casket is almost covered.”

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