> A man goes to a public golf course.
> He approaches the man behind the counter in the pro shop and says, "I
> would like 18 holes of golf and a caddie."
>
> The man behind the counter says, "The 18 holes of golf is no problem, but
> all of the caddies are out on the course. What I will do for you is this:
> We
> just received 8 brand new robot golf caddies. If you're willing to take
> one
> with you out on the course and come back and tell me how well it works,
> your
> round of golf is on me today."
>
> The golfer obviously accepted the man's offer.
>
> He approached the first tee, looked at the fairway and said to himself,
> "I
> think my driver will do the job."
>
> The robot caddie turned to the man and said, "No sir. Use your 3 wood. A
> driver is far too much club for this hole."
>
> Hesitantly, the golfer pulled out his 3 wood, made good contact with the
> ball, and the ball landed about 10 feet to the right front of the hole on
> the green.
>
> The golfer, delighted, turned to the robot and thanked him for his
> assistance.
>
> As the golfer pulled out his putter he said, "I think this green is gonna
> break left to right."
>
> The robot then again spoke up and said, "No sir. I do believe this green
> will break right to left"
>
> Thinking about the last time the robot corrected his prediction, he
> decided again to listen to the machine.
>
> He made his putt and birdied the hole thanks to the robot and his advice.
>
> But his luck didn't end there. His entire game was the best game he ever
> played, thanks to the assistance of the new robot golf caddie.
>
> Upon returning to the clubhouse, the man behind the counter asked, "How
> was your game ?" The golfer stated, "It was, by far, the BEST game I ever
> played. Thank you very much for letting me take one of your robots.
>
> See you next week.
>
> A week passed, and excited, the golfer returned to the pro shop.
>
> Upon entering, he turned to the man behind the counter and said, "I would
> like 18 holes of golf and one of those robot golf caddies, please."
>
> The gentleman from behind the counter turned to the man and said, "Well
> the 18 holes is no problem. However, we had to get rid of the robots. We
> had
> too many complaints."
>
> Confused, the golfer cried, "COMPLAINTS? Who in the heck could've
> complained about those robots? They were incredible"
>
> The man sighed and said, "Well, it wasn't their performance.
>
> It was that they were made of shiny silver metal, and the sun reflecting
> off them was blinding to other golfers on the fair way. "
>
> The golfer said, "So then why didn't you just paint them black?"
>
> The man nodded sadly and replied, "We did. Then four of 'em didn't show
> up
> for work, two filed for welfare, one of them robbed the pro shop, and the
> other is running for President."
>

Now, that's good humour!!!

Thanks

The chef