The Boss
For twenty seven years, Mr. Jones had arrived
at work at 9 on the dot. He had never missed a
day and was never late.
Consequently, when on one particular day
9 a.m. passed without Mr. Jones' arrival, it
caused a bit of a sensation. Work stopped, and the
boss himself, looking at his watch and mumbling to
himself, came out into the commons area...
Finally, precisely at 10:15 a.m. Jones showed up,
clothes rumpled and torn, his face scratched and
bruised, his glasses frames twisted, one lens broken.
He limped painfully to the time clock, punched in,
and said, aware that all eyes were upon him,
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I tripped and rolled
down two flights of stairs in the subway. Nearly killed
myself."
And the boss said, "And to roll down two flights
of stairs took you an hour and 15 minutes?" |
