THE DIPLOMAT
A man asks Jack, the produce manager of a local supermarket, for half a cabbage.
“Half a cabbage?” says Jack. “Why don’t you buy a whole cabbage?”
“I live alone. I don’t need a whole cabbage.”
“All right, Sir,” says Jack, “I’ll be right back”,and he takes a cabbage through the swinging doors to the meat department.
“Max,” he says to the butcher, not realizing the customer has followed him through the doors, “cut this in half. Some asshole wants to buy half a cabbage”, and as he says that, he turns to see his customer standing behind him. Thinking quickly, he adds “and this gentleman wants to buy the other half.”
Word of the produce manager’s tact spreads through the organization and he is summoned for an interview with the president of the chain.
“Jack,” says the president, “We have a brand new store going up in Sault Ste.Marie. How would you like to be the store manager?”
“Sault Ste. Marie?”, says Jack. “Everyone from Sault Ste. Marie is either a hooker or a hockey player.”
“Oh really,” says the president, “My wife is from Sault Ste. Marie.”
“Oh,” says Jack. “What position does she play?”