The new manager of the Fisher Body Plant in St. Louis decided that he was going to “put the fear of God” into all of the workers on the assembly line. As he strolled through the plant with his hands behind his back and a studious look on his face, he noticed a young man wearing a torn T-shirt and faded blue jeans leaning against a wall, staring into space. Sensing an opportunity to make an example of this slacker, the manager marched over to the young man and said, “What’s your name, son?”
“Joe Smith,” the young man replied, with a puzzled look on his face.
Leaning toward the young man, the manager asked, “How much money do you make in a week?”
“I make $200 a week,” he replied.
The manager reached into his pocket, pulled out a wad of bills, and screamed, “Here’s $200! Take it and never come back!” The wide-eyed young man pocketed the money and ran out the door. “Can anyone tell me what that slacker did around here?” asked the manager with an self-satisfied grin.
Stifling a laugh, one of the assembly line workers replied, “That was the pizza delivery guy.”