High-Profile Driver
A limo company gets a surprise call: they’ve been chosen to pick up the Pope from the airport.
The owner pulls aside his top driver. “This is a once-in-a-lifetime job. Be polite, be professional—and whatever the Pope wants, you give it to him.”
So the driver picks up the Pope, loads his bags, and they’re off. A few minutes into the ride, the Pope leans forward and says, “Would you mind if I drove for a bit? I haven’t been behind the wheel in years. I miss it.”
The driver’s stunned—but he remembers the boss’s words. “Whatever the Pope wants…” So they switch seats.
Turns out the Pope drives like a man on a mission: swerving, speeding, blowing through lights. It’s only a matter of time before they get pulled over.
A highway patrol officer walks up to the driver’s side, then immediately backs away and heads back to his cruiser. He radios his supervisor.
“Uh, Chief? We’ve got a problem. I just pulled over a limo.”
“Okay,” says the Chief. “Anyone important inside?”
The officer pauses. “I’m not sure… but the Pope’s his driver.”
