Humor: Habits don't change

Are You Here?

Yakov was on his death bed, breathing his last. His family had  gathered around him. Through half-closed eyes and a barely audible voice he asked, "Mama... you here?"

"Yes, Papa."

"Sammy... you here?"

"Yes, Papa."

"Isadore... you here?"

"Yes, Papa."

"Rosalie... you here?"

"Yes, Papa."

"Rachel... you here?"

"Yes, Papa."

With his face purple with rage, struggling to his elbows, the old  man shouted, "So who's watching the store?"