A woman went up to the roof-deck of her hotel to sunbathe. No one else was there, so she slipped out of her swimsuit to get an overall tan. A few minutes later, she heard someone running up the stairs.
“Excuse me, miss,” said the hotel manager. “We would appreciate it if you wore a bathing suit.”
“But I’m alone,” she said. “What difference does it make?”
“A lot,” said the manager. “You’re lying on the dining room skylight.”
—Submitted by L. B. Weinstein, Miami Beach, Florida