The auditorium and the cowboy
A cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh Amarillo Theatre, Houston, Texas.
When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the cowboy,
"Sorry, sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
The cowboy groaned, but didn't budge.
The usher became more impatient.
"Sir, if you don't get up from there, I'm going to have to call the manager."
Once again, the cowboy just groaned.
The usher marched briskly back up the aisle and in a moment, he returned with the manager.
Together, the two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success.
Finally, they summoned the police.
The Texas Ranger surveyed the situation briefly and then asked, "All right buddy, what's your name?"
"Fred," the cowboy moaned.
"Where ya from, Fred?" asked the Ranger.
With terrible pain in his voice and without moving a muscle, Fred replied,
"the balcony."
Moral of the tale, engage brain before opening mouth.
Access the situation carefully, do not make assumptions.
Age quod agis
- Do what you do well, pay attention to
what you are doing
2 comments:
gOode wan,buddy, i jest came back from timbucktree you see
the lake View roof crashed
too Hi-desibelles from desi
oh No! the double din-din from RPK
it'sokay, it's okay,landing from the balcony
two soft coats of lamb o' fleece below to KETCHup Thee!
Thanks for your comments, Desi.
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