Sharon is on the roof

Vice Premier Ehud Olmert is house sitting for Omri Sharon -- feeding the cat, getting the mail, etc. Omri calls to check in. "I’m sorry," says the Vice Premier, "but your father died." "What do you mean my father died? How could you do this to me? You should have prepared me for the shock," says Omri. "How was I supposed to prepare you?" asks the Vice Premier. "Well," says Omri, "first you should have told me, my father is on the roof, but don’t worry, we’re calling the fire department. Then the next time we talked you should have said, the fire department was doing everything it could and not to worry. Then the next time I called you can tell me that my father had fallen, but not to worry -- the doctors were doing everything she could to resuscitate him. Then, finally, you could have told me that my father had died." "Sorry, I should have thought first" said the Vice Premier, who was quite embarrassed at this point. "So anyway, how is the rest of the country?" "Um," says the Vice Premier, "your country is on the roof...."