Post by Tink on Sept 4, 2004 1:14:45 GMT -5
Nerd Season
This truck driver hauling a tractor-trailer load of computers stops for a beer. As he approaches the bar, he sees a big sign on the door saying:
He sits down. The bartender comes over to him, sniffs, says he smells kind of nerdy and asks him what he does for a living. The man says he drives a truck, and the smell is just from the computers he is hauling. The bartender says, "Okay, truck drivers are not nerds," and serves him a beer.
As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a belt at least a foot too long. The bartender, without saying a word, pulls out a shotgun and blows the guy away. The truck driver asks him why he did that. The bartender assured him that he shouldn't worry because the nerds are overpopulating Silicon Valley, and are in season now. "You don’t even need a license," he said.
So the truck driver finishes his beer, gets back in his truck, and heads back onto the freeway. Suddenly he veers to avoid an accident, and the load shifts. The back door breaks open and computers spill out all over the freeway. He jumps out and sees a crowd already forming, grabbing up the computers. They are all engineers, accountants and programmers wearing the nerdiest clothes he has ever seen.
He can’t let them steal his whole load. So remembering what happened in the bar, he pulls out his gun and starts blasting away, killing several of them instantly. A highway patrol officer comes zooming up and jumps out of the car screaming at him to stop. The truck driver said, "What’s wrong? I thought nerds were in season."
"Well, sure," said the patrolman, "But you can’t bait ’em."
This truck driver hauling a tractor-trailer load of computers stops for a beer. As he approaches the bar, he sees a big sign on the door saying:
NERDS NOT ALLOWED
ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!
ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!
He sits down. The bartender comes over to him, sniffs, says he smells kind of nerdy and asks him what he does for a living. The man says he drives a truck, and the smell is just from the computers he is hauling. The bartender says, "Okay, truck drivers are not nerds," and serves him a beer.
As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a belt at least a foot too long. The bartender, without saying a word, pulls out a shotgun and blows the guy away. The truck driver asks him why he did that. The bartender assured him that he shouldn't worry because the nerds are overpopulating Silicon Valley, and are in season now. "You don’t even need a license," he said.
So the truck driver finishes his beer, gets back in his truck, and heads back onto the freeway. Suddenly he veers to avoid an accident, and the load shifts. The back door breaks open and computers spill out all over the freeway. He jumps out and sees a crowd already forming, grabbing up the computers. They are all engineers, accountants and programmers wearing the nerdiest clothes he has ever seen.
He can’t let them steal his whole load. So remembering what happened in the bar, he pulls out his gun and starts blasting away, killing several of them instantly. A highway patrol officer comes zooming up and jumps out of the car screaming at him to stop. The truck driver said, "What’s wrong? I thought nerds were in season."
"Well, sure," said the patrolman, "But you can’t bait ’em."
