The first Jewish president of the United States has been inaugurated, and the first Jewish holiday that follows is Purim. So he calls up his mother to invite her to the White House for Purim. Their conversation goes something like this:
"Mom, with Purim being the first holiday after my inauguration, I want you to celebrate it with us at the White House."
"Oh, I don't know. I'll have to get to the airport and..."
"Mom! I'm the president of the United States! I'll send a limo for you to take you right to the airport!"
"OK, but when I get to the airport, I'll have to stand on the line to buy a ticket and check my baggage. Oy, it will be so difficult for me."
"Mom, don't worry about standing on lines or any of that. I'm the most powerful person in the world. I'm the president. I'll send Air Force One for you!!"
"Well, OK. But when I get to Washington, I'll have to find a cab and..."
"Momma, please! I'll have a helicopter waiting for you. It will bring right to the White House lawn!!!"
"Well ... but where will I stay? Can I get a hotel room..."
"Momma, we have this whole big White House!!!! There will be plenty of room!!!! Please join us for Purim?"
"Ok, I'll be there."
Two seconds later, she calls her friend:
"Hello, Sadie? Guess what? I'm spending Purim at my son's house!"
"Oh, the doctor?"
"No, the other one."
