Stachi
Lieutenant Commander
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High-tech Person
Three persons , person one , person two , and person three were sitting in a politically correct sauna. Suddenly there was a beeping sound. Person one pressed his forearm and the beep stopped. The others looked at him questioningly. “That was my pager,”he said, “I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.” A few minutes later a phone rang. Person two lifted his palm to his ear.When he finished he explained, “That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand.” Person three felt decidedly low tech, but not to be outdone he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna for a minute. He returned with a piece of paper hanging from the waistband of his towel. The others raised their eyebrows and stared at him. Person three finally said “Well, will you look at that, I’m getting a fax.
Three persons , person one , person two , and person three were sitting in a politically correct sauna. Suddenly there was a beeping sound. Person one pressed his forearm and the beep stopped. The others looked at him questioningly. “That was my pager,”he said, “I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.” A few minutes later a phone rang. Person two lifted his palm to his ear.When he finished he explained, “That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand.” Person three felt decidedly low tech, but not to be outdone he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna for a minute. He returned with a piece of paper hanging from the waistband of his towel. The others raised their eyebrows and stared at him. Person three finally said “Well, will you look at that, I’m getting a fax.