A woman walked into the Welfare Office to apply for assistance.
The caseworker looked up from his paperwork and asked politely,
“How many children do you have?”
“Ten,” the woman replied proudly.
“Ten?” the man said, surprised.
“Alright then… what are their names?”
The woman answered calmly:
“LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy, LeRoy… and LeRoy.”
The caseworker blinked several times.
“Wait a minute… they’re ALL named LeRoy?”
She nodded.
“Yep.”
Completely confused, the man asked,
“Well… if they’re all outside playing and you want them to come home, what do you do?”
“Oh, that’s easy,” she said.
“I just stand at the door and yell, ‘LeRoy!’ and they all come running.”
The caseworker stared at her.
“Okay… but what if it’s dinner time?”
She shrugged.
“I just yell, ‘LeRoy, come eat!’ and they all come to the table.”
Now totally baffled, the man leaned forward and asked:
“But what if you only want ONE of them to do something?”
The woman smiled.
“Oh, that’s easy…”
“I just use their last name.”
