A fellow stopped at a rural gas station and, after filling his tank, he bought a soft drink. He stood by his car to drink his cola ad watched two men working along the roadside.
One worker would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. The other worker came along behind and filled in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was about 25 feet behind filling in the old hole.
“Hold it, hold it,” the fellow said to the men. “Can you tell me what’s going on here with this digging?”
“Well, we work for the country government,” one of the men said.
“But one of you is digging a hole and the other is filling it up. You’re not accomplishing anything. Aren’t you wasting the country’s money?”
“You don’t understand, mister,” one of the men said, learning on his shovel and wiping his brow. “Normally, there’s three of us, me, Joe, and Mike. I dig the hole, Joe sticks in the tree and Mike here puts the dirt back.”
“Yeah,” piped up Mike. “Now Joe is sick but that doesn’t mean we can’t work, does it?”
For Reference
1. One worker would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. The other worker came along behind and filled in the hole.
2. He asked them, “Can you tell me what’s going on here with this digging?”/He asked them what was going on there with that digging.
3. Because one of them was digging a hole and the other was filling it up. They were not accomplishing anything.
4. Normally there were three of them, the worker who answered him, Joe and Mike. The first man dug the hole, Joe stuck in the tree, and Mike put the dirt back.
