Two Irish lads were working for the local county council. One lad would dig a hole and the other lad would follow him and fill the hole in.
They worked up along one street and then down the other. They then moved to the next street and did the same, working flat out all day without stopping.
One lad digging the holes. The other lad filling them in.
A passerby saw what they were doing and was amazed at the hard work, but couldn’t understand what they were at.
So, he shouted over to the lad digging the holes, ‘’I don’t get it – why do you dig a hole, only for the other lad to fill it in?’’
The lad wiped his brow and sighed deeply, ‘‘Well, I suppose it probably does looks a bit odd. You see, we’re normally a three-man team. But today the lad who plants the trees phoned in sick.’’
because it’s St Paddy’s day —
Digging Holes
Two Irish lads were working for the local county council. One lad would dig a hole and the other lad would follow him and fill the hole in.
They worked up along one street and then down the other. They then moved to the next street and did the same, working flat out all day without stopping.
One lad digging the holes. The other lad filling them in.
A passerby saw what they were doing and was amazed at the hard work, but couldn’t understand what they were at.
So, he shouted over to the lad digging the holes, ‘’I don’t get it – why do you dig a hole, only for the other lad to fill it in?’’
The lad wiped his brow and sighed deeply, ‘‘Well, I suppose it probably does looks a bit odd. You see, we’re normally a three-man team. But today the lad who plants the trees phoned in sick.’’