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Passing an office building late one night, a drunk saw a
sign that said, "Press bell for night watchman."
He did so, and after several minutes he heard the watchman
clomping down the stairs.
The uniformed man proceeded to unlock first one gate, then
another, shut down the alarm system, and finally made his
way through the revolving door.
"Well," he snarled at the drunk, "what do you want?"
"I just want to know why you can't ring the bell for your-self?"
I know that you believe that you understood what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.
- Robert McCloskey
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