I think that all of us had at least a little empathy for people who were isolated for an extended amount of time. Now that we are dealing with the coronavirus, however, I think that we understand all too well just how bad isolation can be. Then again, there are plenty of people who isolate themselves on purpose and they are perfectly happy to live apart from the rest of mankind, especially if they live out in the country. In the following joke, we hear about a man who left the police force and decided to live on his own. When he got invited to a party, however, he was excited but for all the wrong reasons.
Tom had been in Police work for 25 years.
Finally sick of the stress, he quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in the hills in Tasmania as far from humanity as possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month. Otherwise it’s total peace and quiet.
After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door. He opens it and a huge, bearded man is standing there.
‘Name’s Cliff, your neighbor from forty miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday night. Thought you might like to come at about 5:00…’ ‘Great’, says Tom, ‘after six months out here I’m ready to meet some local folks thank you.’
As Cliff is leaving, he stops. ‘Gotta warn you. Be some drinking’.’ ‘Not a problem’ says Tom. ‘After 25 years in the business, I can drink with the best of ’em’.
Again, the big man starts to leave and stops. ‘More ‘n’ likely gonna be some fighting’ too.’
‘Well, I get along with people, I’ll be all right! . I’ll be there. Thanks again.’ ‘More’n likely be some wild sex, too,’
‘Now that’s really not a problem’ says Tom, warming to the idea. ‘I’ve been all alone for six months! I’ll definitely be there.. By the way, what should I wear?’
‘Don’t much matter. Just gonna be the two of us.
