A group of Americans was touring Ireland. One of the women in the group was a real downer, constantly complaining: “The bus seats are uncomfortable! The food is terrible! It’s too hot! It’s too cold! The accommodation is awful!”
Finally, the group arrived at the site of the famous Blarney Stone.
“Good luck will be following you all your days if you kiss the Blarney Stone,” the guide said. “Unfortunately, it is being cleaned today, so no one will be able to kiss it. Maybe we can come back tomorrow.”
“We can’t be here tomorrow!” the cantankerous woman shouted. “We have some other boring tour to go on, so we can’t kiss the stupid rock.”
“Well now,” the guide said with a smile,” it is said that if you kiss someone who has kissed the stone, you will have the same good fortune.”
“And I suppose you’ve kissed the stone,” the woman scoffed.
“No, miss,” the frustrated guide said.” But I’ve sat on it.”