The local bar was so sure that its bartender was the strongest man around that they offered a standing $1,000 bet.
The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out
would win the money. Many people had tried over time -- weightlifters, longshoremen, etc., but nobody could do it.
One day a man came in wearing glasses and a suit, and said in a tiny, squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet."
After the laughter had died down, the bartender said okay, grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. He then handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six more drops of juice fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid him the $1000, and asked the man, "What do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a weightlifter, or what?"
The man replied, "I'm the CEO of US Airways."
The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out
would win the money. Many people had tried over time -- weightlifters, longshoremen, etc., but nobody could do it.
One day a man came in wearing glasses and a suit, and said in a tiny, squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet."
After the laughter had died down, the bartender said okay, grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. He then handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six more drops of juice fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid him the $1000, and asked the man, "What do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a weightlifter, or what?"
The man replied, "I'm the CEO of US Airways."
