12.05.2005

 

MORRIS AND ESTHER

Morris and his wife Esther went to the state fair every year.

Every year, Morris would say, “Esther, I’d like to ride in that helicopter."

Esther always replied, “I know Morris, but that helicopter ride is 50 dollars and 50 dollars is 50 dollars."

A few years later, Esther and Morris went to the fair.

Morris said, "Esther, I’m 85 years old. If I don't ride that helicopter now, I might never get another chance."

Esther replied, "Morris, that helicopter ride is 50 dollars and 50 dollars is 50 dollars."

The pilot overheard the couple. He said, "Folks, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll take the both of you for a ride. If you can stay quiet for the entire ride and not say a word, I won't charge you! But if you say one word, it’s 50 dollars."

Morris and Esther agreed -- and up they went.

The pilot did all kinds of fancy maneuvers. But not a word was heard.

He did his daredevil tricks over and over again, but still not a word.

When they landed, the pilot turned to Morris. He said, "By golly, I did everything I could to get you to yell out, but you didn’t. I’m impressed!"

Morris replied, “Well, I was going to say something when Esther fell out, but 50 dollars is 50 dollars!"

-- Via Interlacker Chris Brown

 

INTERNATIONAL THINKING AT ITS BEST!

Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?

Answer: Princess Diana's death.

Question: How come?

Answer:

An English princess
with an Egyptian boyfriend
crashes in a French tunnel,
driving a German car
with a Dutch engine,
driven by a Belgian who was drunk
on Scottish whisky,
followed closely by Italian paparazzi,
on Japanese motorcycles,
treated by an American doctor,
using Brazilian medicines.
This is sent to you by an American,
using Bill Gates' technology,
and you're probably reading this on your computer,
that uses Taiwanese chips,
and a Korean monitor,
assembled by Bangladeshi workers
in a Singaporean plant,
transported by Indian lorry-drivers,
hijacked by Indonesians,
unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,
and trucked to you by Mexican illegals.

That, my friends, is Globalization.

-- Forwarded by Rob Weinberg.

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