Jokes Paddy and a plumber

Paddy and a plumber

The plumber said:
“Why haven’t you paid the bill for the work I did last Friday?”

Paddy replied:
“Well, it was not what you quoted.”

The plumber said:
“I didn’t give you a quote?”

Paddy replied,
“Yes, you did! When I asked what day you could come, you said you were free on Friday!”

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