7/10. I never get short jokes (Read all mine in this topic, they're all too long).
So I'm posting another long one:
A man is running through the heavy rain, calling for a taxi, and jumps into one.
"Where d' you want me to drive?", says the taxi driver once the man is inside.
"Im'ginerry Hall, I'm going to a conference there. And I'm late."
"Im'ginerry Hall? That's a fair bit out at Im'ginerry Moor. Anyway, that's £14 from here"
"Aww, I've only got £12 right now, but can you still drive me all the way? It's raining heavily, and I'm late as it is!"
"You bet I can't. Pay £14, or you'll have to walk the rest of the way"
The taxi crosses most of Im'ginerry Moor, then stops.
"That's as far as you can get for £12, you'll have to walk from here"
"But you can see Im'ginerry Hall from here! And it's raining, and I'm late! Please, drive me the rest of the way!"
"Your problem, not mine"
The taxi leaves the man in the pouring rain, less than half a mile from the hall.
A week later, the same man is at the same taxi stop. This time, the weather is nice, and he has a lot of time. A few more taxis are waiting for customers, and in the back of the queue is the same taxi that left the man a week ago.
The man walks up to the first taxi and asks the driver:
"How much to Im'ginerry Hall? I'm going to a conference there"
"That would be £14"
"Here's £30, if we can stop and have some fun in the bushes on the way there"
"Hell no!", the taxi driver shouts. The man then walks up to the next taxi, and asks him the same question. And the next. All drivers give him various versions of "Get lost!" as answers.
Finally, he walks up to the last taxi, the one from a week ago.
"How much to Im'ginerry Hall?"
"£14"
The man gives the driver six five-pound bills.
"Here's £30, if you show them to the very unpolite colleagues of yours when we pass them"