A shepherd was tending his flock in a remote pasture
when suddenly a brand-new Jeep Cherokee appeared out
of a dust cloud, advanced toward him and stopped.
The driver, a 20-something fella wearing a Brioni
suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses, and a YSL
tie, leaned out of the window and asked the
shepherd, "If I can tell you exactly how many sheep
you have in your flock, will you give me one?"
The shepherd looked at the young guy, then at his
peacefully grazing flock, and calmly answered,
The young man parked his car, whipped out his
notebook computer, connected it to a cell phone,
surfed to a NASA page on the Internet where he
called up a GPS satellite navigation system, scanned
the area, then opened up a database and some Excel
spreadsheets with complex formula. He finally
printed out a 15-page report on his hi-tech
miniaturized printer, turned around to our shepherd
and said, "You have here exactly 1,586 sheep!"
"Amazing! That's correct! Like I agreed, you can
have one of my sheep," said the shepherd.
The shepherd watched the man make a selection and
bundle it into his Cherokee. When he was finished
the sheepherder said, "If I can tell you exactly
what your political persuasion is and who you work
for, will you give me back my sheep?"
"Okay, why not," answered the young man.
"You're a Democrat and you're working for Jesse
Jackson," said the shepherd.
"Wow! That's correct," said the young man. "How did
you ever guess that?"
"Easy," answered the shepherd. "Nobody called you,
but you showed up here anyway. You want to be paid
for providing a solution to a question I already
knew the answer to. And you clearly don't know
squat about what you're doing. Now . . . can I have
my dog back?"