Some time ago, President Clinton was hosting a state dinner when, at the
last minute, his regular cook fell ill, and they had to get a replacement on
short notice.
The fellow arrived and turned out to be a very grubby-looking man named
Jon. The President voiced his concerns to his Chief of Staff but was told
that this was the best they could do on such short notice.
Just before the meal, the President noticed the cook sticking his finger in the
soup to taste it and again complained to the Chief of Staff, but he was told
that this man was supposed to be a very good chef. The meal went okay,
but the President was sure that the soup tasted a little funny. By the time
dessert came, he was starting to have stomach cramps and nausea.
It was getting worse and worse until finally the President had to excuse
himself from the dinner to look for the bathroom. Passing through the kitchen,
he caught sight of the cook, Jon, scratching his rear end, which made him feel even worse.
By now, the President was desperately ill with violent cramps and was so
disorientated that he couldn't remember which door led to the bathroom.
He was on the verge of passing out from the pain when he finally found a
door that opened. As he unzipped his trousers and ran in, he realized to his
horror that he had stumbled into the office of Monica Lewinsky with his trousers around his knees.
As he was just about to pass out, she bent over him and heard the
President whisper in a barely audible voice, 'Sack my cook.'
And that is how the whole misunderstanding occurred !
