mmissile
Well-Known Member
An old man lay sprawled across three entire seats at a symphony concert.
When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the old man, "Sorry sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
The old man didn't budge.
The usher became more impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there, I'm going to have to call the manager."
Once again, the old man just muttered and did nothing.
The usher marched briskly back up the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the old dishevelled man, but with no success.
Finally, they summoned the police.
The officer surveyed the situation briefly then asked, " Al l right buddy, what's your name?"
"Bob," the old man moaned.
"Where you from, Bob?", asked the police officer.
With a terrible strain in his voice, and without moving, Bob replied;
"The balcony."
When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the old man, "Sorry sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
The old man didn't budge.
The usher became more impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there, I'm going to have to call the manager."
Once again, the old man just muttered and did nothing.
The usher marched briskly back up the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the old dishevelled man, but with no success.
Finally, they summoned the police.
The officer surveyed the situation briefly then asked, " Al l right buddy, what's your name?"
"Bob," the old man moaned.
"Where you from, Bob?", asked the police officer.
With a terrible strain in his voice, and without moving, Bob replied;
"The balcony."
