Training For Upper Management.
An 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, coming 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 are still cleaning up your mess
from the last time you were here. What the heck
was that all about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me in
training for upper management. Come in, drink
coffee, shoot the shit, and disappear for the rest
of the day."