Lost in Translation
An old-fashioned elderly lady was planning a camping trip and wanted to make sure the site had appropriate facilities. She wasn’t comfortable using the word "toilet" in her letter, so after much thought, she settled on the more refined term “Comfort Facility.” Still feeling it was too direct, she decided to abbreviate it as “CF.”
When the campground owner received her letter, he was completely puzzled by the CF reference. He showed the letter to several fellow campers, but no one could figure it out. Finally, one woman suggested that maybe the lady was asking about the Community Fellowship just up the road, which hosted various summer events. Since that was the only logical explanation he could come up with, the owner wrote back:
Dear Madam,
I’m happy to inform you that there is a CF located about nine miles north of the campground, and it can comfortably accommodate 250 people at a time. I realize that may seem a bit far if you need to visit often, but you’ll be pleased to know that many folks pack a meal and make a day of it. They tend to arrive early and stay for hours. It’s a lovely place, and the acoustics inside are truly remarkable.
Even the usual sounds carry quite well! The last time my wife and I attended, it was so packed that we had to stand the entire time. You may also be interested to hear that a fundraiser supper is planned soon to help add more seating. If you choose to visit our campground, there are several friendly folks here who would be happy to accompany you on your first visit, sit with you, and introduce you to everyone. This is a warm, welcoming community.
Looking forward to seeing you soon!
Sincerely,
(Campground Owner)
