Recruiting Any and
All Pilots
The chief of staff of the US Air Force decided that he would personally
intervene in the recruiting crisis affecting all of our armed services.
He directed a nearby Air Force base that will be opened and that all
eligible young men and women be invited.
As he and his staff were standing near a brand new F-15 Fighter, a pair
of twin brothers who looked like they had just stepped off a Marine
Corps recruiting poster walked up to them. The chief of staff walked up
to them, stuck out his hand and introduced himself.
He looked at the first young man and asked, “Son, what skills can you
bring to the Air Force?”
The young man looks at him and says, “I’m a pilot!”
The general gets all excited, turns to his aide and says, “Get him in
today, all the paper work done, everything, do it!”
The aide hustles the young man off. The general looks at the second
young man and asked, “What skills to you bring to the Air Force?”
The young man says, “I chop wood!”
“Son,” the general replies, “we don’t need wood choppers in the Air
Force, what do you know how to do?”
“I chop wood!”
“Young man,” huffs the general, “you are not listening to me, we don’t
need wood choppers, this is the 20th century!”
“Well,” the young man says, “you hired my brother!”
“Of course we did,” says the general, “he’s a pilot!”
The young man rolls his eyes and says, “So what! I have to chop it
before he can pile it!”
A Prisoner with
Skills
Several years ago, Andy was sentenced to prison. During his stay, he
got along well with the guards and all his fellow inmates. The warden
saw that deep down, Andy was a good person and made arrangements for
Andy to learn a trade while doing his time. After three years, Andy was
recognized as one of the best carpenters in the local area. Often he
would be given a weekend pass to do odd jobs for the citizens of the
community.... and he always reported back to prison before Sunday night
was over.
The warden was thinking of remodeling his kitchen and in fact had done
much of the work himself. But he lacked the skills to build a set of
kitchen cupboards and a large counter top which he had promised his
wife. So he called Andy into his office and asked him to complete the
job for him.
But, alas, Andy refused. He told the warden, “Gosh, I’d really like to
help you but counter fitting is what got me into prison in the first
place.”
The Patient’s Doing Fine
A woman, calling a local hospital, said, “Hello, I’d like to talk to
the person who gives the information regarding your patients. I’d like
to find out if the patient is getting better, doing as expected or is
getting worse.”
The voice on the other end of the line said, “What is the patient’s
name and room number?”
She said, “Sara Finkle, in room 302.”
“I will connect you with the nursing station.”
“3-a nursing station. How can I help you?”
“I would like to know the condition of Sara Finkle in room 302.”
“Just a moment. Let me look at her records. Oh yes, Mrs. Finkle
is doing very well. In fact she’s had two full meals, her blood
pressure is fine and her blood work just came back as normal. She’s
going to be taken off the heart monitor in a couple of hours and if she
continues this improvement. Dr. Cohen is going to send her home Tuesday
at twelve o’ clock.”
The woman said, “Thank God! That’s wonderful Oh! That’s fantastic.
That’s wonderful news!”
The nurse said, “From your enthusiasm, I take it you must be a close
family member or a very close friend!”
“Not exactly, I am Sarah Finkle in room 302! And nobody here tells me
anything!”
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He is Extremely
Drunk
Late one Friday night the policeman spotted a man driving very
erratically through the streets of Dublin. They pulled the man over and
asked him if he had been drinking that evening.
“Aye, so I have. ‘Tis Friday, you know, so me and the lads stopped by
the pub where I had six or seven pints. And then there was something
called “Happy Hour” and they served these mar-gar-itos which are quite
good. I had four or five o’ those. Then I had to drive me friend Mike
home and O’ course I had to go in for a couple of Guinness - couldn’t
be rude, ye know. Then I stopped on the way home to get another bottle
for later.” And the man fumbled around in his coat until he located his
bottle of whiskey, which he held up for inspection.
The officer sighed, and said, “Sir, I’m afraid I’ll need you to step
out of the car and take a breathalyzer test.”
Indignantly, the man said, “Why? Don’t ye believe me?!”