Two guys were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up
at its top. A woman walked by and asked what they were doing.
"We're supposed to find the height of this
flagpole," said Steve, "but we don't have a ladder."
The woman took a wrench from her purse, loosened a couple of bolts, and laid
the pole down on the ground. Then she fished out a tape measure, used it, announced
"twenty-one feet, six inches," and walked away.
Charlie shook his head and laughed.
"A lot of good that does us. We ask for the height and
she gives us the length!"
p.s. thanks to my trusted personal advisor for this one
Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2015
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