John had been in business for 25 years and is finally sick of the stress. He quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in Alaska as far from humanity as
possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month. . . .
Otherwise it's total peace and quiet. . .
After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door.
He opens it and there is a huge, bearded man standing there.
"Name's Lars, your neighbor from forty miles up the road... Having a Christmas
party Friday night... Thought you might like to come. About 5:00..."
"Great," says john, "after six months out here I'm ready to meet some local folks.
Thank you."
As Lars is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you... There's gonna be some drinkin'."
Not a problem," says john. "After 25 years in business, I can drink with the best of
em."
Again, as he starts to leave, Lars stops. "More 'n' likely gonna be some fightin' too."
john says, "Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right. I'll be there. Thanks again."
Once again Lars turns from the door. "More'n likely be some wild sex, too."
"Now that's really not a problem," says john, warming to the idea. "I've been all
alone for six months! I'll definitely be there.
By the way, what should I wear?"
Lars stops in the door again and says, "Whatever you want. Just gonna be the two
of us."
possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month. . . .
Otherwise it's total peace and quiet. . .
After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door.
He opens it and there is a huge, bearded man standing there.
"Name's Lars, your neighbor from forty miles up the road... Having a Christmas
party Friday night... Thought you might like to come. About 5:00..."
"Great," says john, "after six months out here I'm ready to meet some local folks.
Thank you."
As Lars is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you... There's gonna be some drinkin'."
Not a problem," says john. "After 25 years in business, I can drink with the best of
em."
Again, as he starts to leave, Lars stops. "More 'n' likely gonna be some fightin' too."
john says, "Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right. I'll be there. Thanks again."
Once again Lars turns from the door. "More'n likely be some wild sex, too."
"Now that's really not a problem," says john, warming to the idea. "I've been all
alone for six months! I'll definitely be there.
By the way, what should I wear?"
Lars stops in the door again and says, "Whatever you want. Just gonna be the two
of us."
A new kind of stress!