We’ve had this before but it never gets old because it is so accurate!
A man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost. He reduced altitude and spotted a woman below. He descended a bit more and shouted,” Excuse me, can you help? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.”
The woman below replied, “You are in a hot air balloon hovering approximately 30 feet above the ground. You are between 40 and 41 degrees north latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west longitude.”
“You must be an engineer,” said the balloonist.
“I am,” replied the woman. “How did you know?”
“Well,” answered the balloonist, “everything you told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to make of you, and the fact is I am still lost. Frankly, you’ve not been much help so far.”
The woman below responded, “You must be in management.”
“I am,” replied the balloonist, “but how did you know?”
“Well,” said the woman, “you don’t know where you are or where you are going. You have risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect people beneath you to solve your problems. The fact is you are in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but now, somehow, it’s my fault!”
Two small county judges both got arrested for speeding on the same day. Rather than call the state Supreme Court for a visiting judge, each agreed to hear the other’s case.
The first judge took the bench while the second stood at the defendant’s table, and admitted his guilt. The sentencing judge immediately suspended both the fine and costs.
They switched places. The second judge admitted that he was speeding, too. Thereupon the first judge immediately fined him $250 and ordered him to pay court costs.
The second judge was furious. “I suspended your fine and costs, but you threw the book at me!”, he fumed. The first judge looked at him and replied, “This is the second such case we’ve had in here today. Someone has to get tough about all this speeding!”
Ol’ Doc McTavish had a slow schedule, and a hankering to go golfing. But by the time he decided to go, his office assistant, Seamus, had already booked three appointments — right in the middle of the day. Doc McTavish came up with a plan.
“Seamus,” he said, “I can’t cancel the appointments, so I want you to see the three patients.”
“Yes, sir!” the always obedient Seamus replied.
The doctor has a great round of golf, and then rushes back to the office to see how things went.
“How did things go?” the anxious medic asks his assistant.
“The first patient had a headache, so I gave him Tylenol.”
“Bravo, and the second one?” asks the doctor.
“The second one had stomach burning and I gave him Maalox, sir,” says Seamus.
“Excellent! You’re good at this! And what about the third one?” he asks.
“Sir, I was sitting here and suddenly the door opened and a beautiful young woman burst through. Like a flame, she undressed herself, taking off everything, and she lay down on the table. She spread her legs and shouted: ‘HELP ME! For five years I have not seen any man!'”
“Fierce, Seamus!” said the astounded doctor. “What did ye do for that one?”
“I gave her eye drops!”