Shooting the bull
Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 3:12 pm
An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand pulling a male
buffalo with the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming right up." He gets the Indian a
tall
mug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and
blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to
splatter
every where, then just walks out.
The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand
pulling
another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says
to
the waiter, "Me want coffee." The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're
still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about,
anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for upper management
position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to
clean up, disappear for rest of day.
buffalo with the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming right up." He gets the Indian a
tall
mug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and
blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to
splatter
every where, then just walks out.
The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand
pulling
another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says
to
the waiter, "Me want coffee." The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're
still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about,
anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for upper management
position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to
clean up, disappear for rest of day.