Two salesmen were writing up their orders when the conversation came around to
last nights big date. So, howd it go, Harry? asked Gil.

Terrible, admitted Harry. The moment we got back to her place the phone
started ringing. There must have been fifteen calls from guys wanting to ask her
out. It never stopped, and we never got started.

Gil tried to comfort him. It could have been worse, Harry. After all, an
attractive young womans allowed to have her number in the phone book, now isnt
she?

Yeah, but not in the Yellow Pages.