Friday, February 26, 2010
Helping Hand
The husband rolls over and looks at the clock, and it's half past 3 in the morning.” I’m not getting out of bed at this time," he thinks, and rolls over. Then, a louder knock follows. So he drags himself out of bed, goes downstairs, opens the door, and there's a man standing there. It didn't take the homeowner long to realize the man was drunk.
"Hi there," slurs the stranger, "Can you give me a push?"
"But the guy was drunk," says the husband.
"It doesn't matter," says the wife.” He needs our help and it would be the Christian thing to help him." So the husband gets out of bed again, gets dressed, and goes downstairs.
He opens the door, and not being able to see the stranger anywhere, he shouts, "Hey, do you still want a push?"
And he hears a voice cry out, "Yeah, please."
Construction Workers
construction site. The foreman pointed out a huge pile of sand and told
the Italian guy, "You're in charge of sweeping." To the Scotsman he
said, "You're in charge of shoveling." And to the Chinese guy, "You're
in charge of supplies."
He then said, "Now, I have to leave for a little while. I expect you
guys to make a dent in that there pile."
The foreman went away for a of couple hours, and, when he returned, the
pile of sand was untouched. He asked the Italian, "Why didn't you sweep
any of it?" The Italian replied, "I no hava no broom. You said to the
Chinese fella that he a wasa in a charge of supplies, but he hasa
disappeared and I no coulda finda him nowhere." Then the foreman turned
to the Scotsman and said, "And you, I thought I told you to shovel this
pile."
The Scotsman replied, "Aye, ye did lad, boot ah couldnay get meself a
shoovel! Ye left th' Chinese gadgie in chairge of supplies, boot ah
couldnay fin' him either." The foreman was really angry by now and
stormed off toward the pile of sand to look for the Chinese guy.
Just then, the Chinese guy jumped out from behind the pile of sand and
yelled...
"SUPPLIES!!"