Management
Posted: August 11, 2003 8:51 pm
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're still cleaning up your mess from the
last time you were here. What the heck was all that about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me in training for upper management
position. Come in, drink coffee, shoot the s***, and disappear for the rest
of the day."
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're still cleaning up your mess from the
last time you were here. What the heck was all that about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me in training for upper management
position. Come in, drink coffee, shoot the s***, and disappear for the rest
of the day."
