Dig a Hole
The boss ordered one of his men to dig a hole eight feet
deep. After the job was completed the boss returned and
explained an error had been made and the hole wouldn't be
needed. "Fill 'er up," he ordered.
The worker did as he'd been told. But he ran into a problem.
He couldn't get all the dirt packed back into the hole
without leaving a mound on top. He went to the office and
explained his problem.
The boss snorted, "Honestly! The kind of help you get these
days! There's obviously only one thing to do. You'll have to
dig that hole deeper!"
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A Wrinkle in Time
My husband and I both look very young for our ages. In fact, we've
hardly aged a day since we first laid eyes on each other in college
-- at least, that's what we tell each other. Our children have a way
of bringing us crashing back to earth.
Recently, my husband and I were discussing a man who was running for
public office.
"He's a Vietnam Vet," commented my husband.
"What's that?" queried our young daughter.
Trying to answer the question in terms a four-year-old could readily
grasp, my husband replied, "Well, Honey, that means that the man
fought in a war that happened when Mommy and Daddy were little."
Our daughter regarded us both thoughtfully for a moment, then asked
"So, was he a Viking?"