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A young Cajun boy got a great scholarship to one of them fancy Yankee schools and had to move up north. He needed a good job to help him with college expenses, so goes out looking hard for one. He decides to interview for a position at one of those huge “everything under one roof” type megastores.The manager doing the interview asks, “Do you have any sales experience?”The young Cajun respectfully replies, "Yes sir, I do. I worked at Progressive Tractor in their parts department over in Eunice while I was in high school.”The boss was a bit unsure. “I’m not convinced your experience selling tractor parts will help much with sales in our store. But, I tell you what . . . you seem like a good kid, so I’ll give you a shot. You start tomorrow morning. You work here all day and I’ll come in after we close and see how you did.”The young Cajun’s first day in the Yankee megastore was rough, but he got through it somehow. After the store was locked up, the boss came in and inquired as expected, “Well son, how many customers did you sell something to today?”The college freshman frowned a bit, looks toward the floor, and answers softly, “One.”“Just one? That will not do. Our sales people average 20 to 30 customers a day.” The manager was visibly agitated as he continued, “If you’d like to keep a job here, that kind of performance will have to change soon. We have very strict standards and expectations for our sales force here. One customer a day may have been acceptable in the swamps of South Louisiana, but you’re not near the bayou anymore young man!”The young Cajun boy took his verbal beating, and continue to look down at the floor. His boss felt a little bad for chewing him out so firmly on the kid’s first day. He asked (semi-sarcastically), "So, how much was your one sale for?"“$101, 237.65” answered the boy while lifting his head slowly to look at his boss."$101,237.65 !?!?! What in the world did you sell him?” asked the astonished boss.The kid answers, "Well, first I sold him some new fish hooks. Then I sold him a new fishing rod to go with his new hooks. Then I ask him where he was going to go fishing and he said down the coast a bit, so I told him he was going to need a boat. We went down to the boat department and I sold him a twin engine Chris-Craft. Then, he said he didn't think his Honda Civic would pull it, so I took him down to the automotive department and sold him that black, 4x4 Expedition."The boss excitedly replied, "A guy came in here to buy fish hooks and you sold him boat and a truck?"The young Cajun boy replied, "No sir, actually, the guy just came in here to buy tampons for his wife and I said, ‘Mister, your weekend is shot. You should probably go fishing.’ "
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THE HUSBAND'S BEST FRIEND
A woman meets with her lover, who is also her husband's best friend.
They make love for hours. Afterwards, as they lie in bed, the phone rings. Since it's the woman's house, she picks up the receiver. The best friend listens, only hearing her side of the conversation:
"Hello? Oh, hi... I'm so glad that you called... Really? That's wonderful... Well, I'm happy to hear you're having such a great time... Oh, that sounds terrific... Love you, too. OK. Bye-bye."
She hangs up the telephone and her lover asks, "Who was that?"
"Oh," she replies, "That was my husband telling me about the wonderful time he's having on his fishing trip with you
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~~~~~~ ** Todays Joke ** ~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a cold winter day, when an old man walked out onto
a frozen lake, cut a hole in the ice, dropped in his
fishing line and began waiting for a fish to bite. He was
there for almost an hour without even a nibble when a
young boy walked out onto the ice, cut a hole in the ice
not to far from the old man and dropped in his fishing
line. It only took about a minute and WHAM! a Largemouth
Bass hit his hook and the boy pulled in the fish.
The old man couldn't believe it but figured it was just
luck. But, the boy dropped in his line and again within
just a few minutes pulled in another one. This went on
and on until finally the old man couldn't take it any more
since he hadn't caught a thing all this time. He went to
the boy and said, "Son, I've been here for over an hour
without even a nibble. You have been here only a few
minutes and have caught about half a dozen fish!
How do you do it?"
The boy responded, "Roo raf roo reep ra rums rrarm."
"What was that?" the old man asked.
Again the boy responded, "Roo raf roo reep ra rums rarrm."
"Look," said the old man, "I can't understand a word you
are saying."
So, the boy spit a glob into his hand and said,
"You have to keep the worms warm!"