Bob was sitting on the plane waiting to
fly to Detroit, when a guy took the seat beside him. The guy was an emotional wreck, pale, hands shaking, moaning in
fear.
"What's the matter?" Bob
asked.
"I've been transferred to Detroit - I've
heard the people are crazy there. They've got lots of shootings, gangs, race
riots, drugs, poor public schools, and the
highest crime rate in the nation."
Bob replied, "I've lived in Detroit all my
life. It's not as bad as the media says. Find a nice home, go to work, mind your
own business, and enroll your kids in a nice private school. It's as safe a
place as anywhere in the world."
The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and
said, "Oh, thank you. I've been worried to death. But if you live there and say
it's OK, I'll take your word for it. What do
you do for a living?"
"I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser
truck."
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