Three men: one American, one Japanese and an Irishman were sitting naked in the sauna.
Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his forearm and the beep stopped. “That was my pager,” he said. “I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.”
A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, “That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand.”
Paddy felt decidedly low-tech.
So as not to be outdone, he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went through to the toilet.
He returns with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his rear. The others raised their eyebrows. “Will you look at that” says Paddy, I’m getting a fax.”
Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his forearm and the beep stopped. “That was my pager,” he said. “I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.”
A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, “That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand.”
Paddy felt decidedly low-tech.
So as not to be outdone, he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went through to the toilet.
He returns with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his rear. The others raised their eyebrows. “Will you look at that” says Paddy, I’m getting a fax.”