The Cowboy and the City Slicker

The Cowboy and the City-Slicker




A west Texas cowboy was herding his herd in a remote pasture when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy,

"If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"



The cowboy looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, Why not?"



The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer,connects it to his AT&T cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that
scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.



The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and
exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany.
Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the
image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a
MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with
hundreds of complex formulas. He uploads all of this data via an
email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a
response.



Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his
hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the
cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1586 cows and calves."



"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,"
says
the cowboy. He watches the

young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as the
young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car. Then the cowboy says
to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your
business is, will you give me back my calf?"



The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay,
why not?"

"You're a consultant for the National Democratic Party." says
the
cowboy.



"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess
that?"



"No guessing required." answered the cowboy. "You showed up here
even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer
I already knew, to a question I never asked; and you don't know
anything about my business........ Now give me back my dog."