50 Years From Now
Three elderly gents were talking about what their grandchildren would be saying about them fifty years from now.
“I would like my grand-children to say, ‘He was successful in business,'” declared the first man.
“Fifty years from now,” said the second, “I want them to say, ‘He was a loyal family man.'” Turning to the third gent, he asked, “So what do you want them to say about you in fifty years?”
“Me?” the third one replied. “I want them to say, ‘He certainly looks good for his age.'”
Sorting Letters
Myrddin had gotten a part time job at the Post Office and the supervisor there had been warned that he was somewhat of a dullard, but the supervisor took a liking to him and agreed to let Myrddin help him. If nothing else, he would be an extra set of hands.
The supervisor gives Myrddin the job of sorting, and much to everyone’s surprise, Myrddin separated the letters so fast that his motions were literally a blur.
Extremely pleased by this, the supervisor approached Myrddin at the end of the day. “I just want you to know,” he said, “that we’re all very proud of you. You’re one of the fastest workers we have ever had.”
“Thank you,” said Myrddin, “and tomorrow I’ll try to do even better.”
“Better?” the supervisor asked with astonishment. “How can you possibly do better?”
Myrddin replied, “Tomorrow I am going to read the addresses.”
Rain or Shine
It was raining quite hard as U.S. Marine trainees assembled outdoors for a briefing. On a blackboard, the lieutenant instructor had prepared a detailed drawing of the tactics he wanted practiced.
“Don’t think we’re going to call this off just because of a little rain,” he said.
Then he turned to the blackboard which had been washed clean.
