One night at an economy motel, I ordered a 6 a.m.
wake-up call. The next morning, I awoke before 6,
but the phone did not ring until 6:30.

"Good morning," a young man said sheepishly.
"This is your wake-up call."

Annoyed, I let the hotel worker have it. "You were
supposed to call me at 6!: I complained. "What if
I had a million-dollar deal to close this morning,
and your oversight made me miss out on it?"

"Well, sir," the desk clerk quickly replied, "if you
had a million-dollar deal to close, you wouldn't
be staying in this motel!"

HUH!
 

(Thanks Joyce)