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An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand pulling a male
buffalo with the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming right up." He gets the Indian a
tall mug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns
and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of animal to
splatter everywhere, then just walks out.
The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand
pulling another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter
and says to the waiter, "Me want coffee."
The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from
yesterday. What the heck was all that about, anyway?"
The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me training for upper management
position: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others
to clean up, disappear for rest of the day."
There is no pleasure in having nothing to do; the fun is in having lots to do and not doing it.
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