“Who
stole the cookies in the jar?”
The
pastry chef wants to know
Every
time he makes it
He
can't see it there
The
other cooks just smile
“Why
you look at us?
We
don't know what happen
The
cookies you put in the jar”
The
waiter walks in
The
pastry chef shout at him
“Do
you take my cookies in the jar?”
“Me?
You must be crazy!”
“What's
wrong with him?”
The
cooks just smile
“He
has his bad day
Arguing
with his wife”
The
pastry chef makes his complaint
He
walks to the Director of Personnel
“I
want you to find out who take my cookies
Every
time I put in the jar it all disappeared”
“I
will conduct an investigation
I
can't promise you any result
Maybe
you have eaten it up
You
may have forgotten about it”
“I
may taste a few pieces
But
the whole jar of cookies?
I
leave you to find out
I
have jobs to do”
He
whistles a tune
“Who
steal my cookies?
Right
while I am working
Every
piece all gone
Leaving
me the empty jar”
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