I was passing a downtown corner cafe one late afternoon on my way to a supermarket to fetch dinner fixings, I stopped waiting for green light (I was walking), when a familiar voice behind me called my name. I turned around and there emerging from the cafe was a friend who noticed me passing. "Hey," he said, "I've got a joke for you!". I apologized for not having one to tell him, as I almost always did when we met, even though I did have one, but it was about a marriage, he was unhappily divorced, and I didn't want to upset him.
He proceeded to tell me the joke. A day later, I don't remember any of it. He turned to go back inside the cafe, and I called after him, "Wait, I do have one!", and I told him my joke. He found it funnier than I had when I first heard it a few days earlier.
"Where are you headed?" he asked, and I told him, before we said goodbye.
He knows me for the jokes that I almost always have when we meet, and I know him for vast knowledge of the local lore and personalities, public and private.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-5LwRinkJ0
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