Post by The Dark Knight on Nov 4, 2013 7:39:40 GMT
A man walked into the produce section of his local supermarket
and asked if he could buy half a head of lettuce. The boy working in
that department told him that they only sold whole heads of lettuce.
The man was so insistent that the boy decided to ask the manager
about the matter.
Walking into the back room, the boy said to the manager,
"Some old bastard outside wants to buy half a head of lettuce."
As he finished his sentence, he turned around to find that the man had
followed and was standing right behind him, so the boy quickly added, "and
this gentleman kindly offered to buy the other half."
The manager approved the deal and the man went on his way.
Later, the manager said to the boy "I was impressed with the way
you got yourself out of that situation earlier, we like people who can
think on their feet here, where are you from son?"
"Wales, sir," the boy replied.
"Why did you leave Wales ?" the manager asked.
The boy said, "Sir, there's nothing there but prostitutes and rugby players ."
"Is that right?" replied the manager, "My wife is from Wales!"
"Really?" replied the boy, "Who did she play for
and asked if he could buy half a head of lettuce. The boy working in
that department told him that they only sold whole heads of lettuce.
The man was so insistent that the boy decided to ask the manager
about the matter.
Walking into the back room, the boy said to the manager,
"Some old bastard outside wants to buy half a head of lettuce."
As he finished his sentence, he turned around to find that the man had
followed and was standing right behind him, so the boy quickly added, "and
this gentleman kindly offered to buy the other half."
The manager approved the deal and the man went on his way.
Later, the manager said to the boy "I was impressed with the way
you got yourself out of that situation earlier, we like people who can
think on their feet here, where are you from son?"
"Wales, sir," the boy replied.
"Why did you leave Wales ?" the manager asked.
The boy said, "Sir, there's nothing there but prostitutes and rugby players ."
"Is that right?" replied the manager, "My wife is from Wales!"
"Really?" replied the boy, "Who did she play for