It was autumn. The Red Indians on the remote reservation asked their new Chief if the winter was going to be severe or mild.
Since he was a Red Indian Chief in a modern society, he had never been taught old secrets; when he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell how the weather was going to be. Nevertheless, to be safe, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be bad and that everybody should collect wood and be prepared.
Being a practical leader, he had an idea after a few days. He went to the phone booth, called the National Weather Service and asked "Is the coming winter going to be bad?"
"It looks like this winter is going to be terrible," the meteorologist at the weather service responded.
So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more wood in order to be prepared. A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Is it going to be a cold winter?"
"Yes," the man at National Weather Service again replied, "It definitely will be very severe."
The Chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of wood they could find. Two weeks later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?"
"Absolutely," the man replied. "It's going to be one of the coldest winter ever."
"How can you be so sure?" the Chief asked.
The weatherman replied, "The Red Indians are collecting wood like crazy"
edit: i received this on my email. cracked me up for some reason. yes, i'm bored at work. again.
Since he was a Red Indian Chief in a modern society, he had never been taught old secrets; when he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell how the weather was going to be. Nevertheless, to be safe, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be bad and that everybody should collect wood and be prepared.
Being a practical leader, he had an idea after a few days. He went to the phone booth, called the National Weather Service and asked "Is the coming winter going to be bad?"
"It looks like this winter is going to be terrible," the meteorologist at the weather service responded.
So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more wood in order to be prepared. A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Is it going to be a cold winter?"
"Yes," the man at National Weather Service again replied, "It definitely will be very severe."
The Chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of wood they could find. Two weeks later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?"
"Absolutely," the man replied. "It's going to be one of the coldest winter ever."
"How can you be so sure?" the Chief asked.
The weatherman replied, "The Red Indians are collecting wood like crazy"
edit: i received this on my email. cracked me up for some reason. yes, i'm bored at work. again.
Last edited by tthf (2007-12-12 22:52:00)