Management

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A Red Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one
hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He
says to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Sure chief, comin' right up."

He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee, and the
Indian drinks it down in one gulp, picks up the bucket
of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it with the shotgun, then
just walks out.

The next morning the Indian returns. He has his
shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in
the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the
waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up
your mess from yesterday. What the heck was all that
about, anyway?"

The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for
upper management position: Come in, drink coffee,
shoot some crap, leave mess for others to clean up,
disappear for rest of day."

 

[arlhiker]

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Good one rosie!