Fred
was watching a couple of men working along the roadside. One man
would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on.
The other man came along behind him and filled in the hole. While one
was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet behind filling in the
hole.
The men worked right past Fred and went on down the road. "I can't
stand this,"mumbled Fred, and headed down the road toward the men.
"Hold it, hold
it," he called to the men. "Can you tell me what's going on here with
all this digging and refilling?"
"Well, we work for the city and we're just doing our job," one of the
men said.
"But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You're not
accomplishing anything. Aren't you wasting the taxpayers' money?"
"You don't understand, mister," one of the men said, leaning on his
shovel and wiping his brow. "Normally there's three of us: me, Elmer
and Leroy. I dig the hole, Elmer sticks in the tree, and Leroy here
puts the dirt back.
Elmer's job's been cut... so now it's just me an' Leroy.
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