![]() |
#1
|
|||
|
|||
Now this is cute
>
> > A West Texas cowboy was herding his herd in a remote pasture when suddenly a > brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a young > man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out > the window and asks the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves > you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?" > > > > The cowboy looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his > > peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, Why not?" > > > > The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it > to his AT&T cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he > calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location > which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an > ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe > Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany > .. > > Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has > been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through > an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry and, after a > few minutes, receives a response. > > > > Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, > miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the cowboy > > and says, "You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves." > > > > "That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says the > cowboy. He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as > the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car. > > > > Then the cowboy says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what > your business is, will you give me back my calf?" > > > > The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?" > > > > "You're a Congressman for the U.S. government" says the cowboy. > > > > "Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?" > > > > "No guessing required." answered the cowboy. "You showed up here even > though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a > question I never asked. You tried to show me how much smarter than me you are; > and you don't know a thing about cows............. Now give me back my dog."
__________________
nothing like the smell of chanel and gunpowder in the morning |
Thread Tools | |
Display Modes | |
|
|