Last week in Lake Tahoe, Gunther and Anders went out to the lake front
to fly Anders' new kite. The kite got caught in the branches of
not one, but two trees. It was too high for Gunther to
reach. Nearby two bystanders gave their opinion.
The first man's idea was to drop the string and let it float away, but
that didn't work. The second man--an older guy with the sort of
time-weathered look of someone who lives out of his car, was eating a
can of Pringles potato chips. "If I had my old twelve-guage
shot-gun," he said, "I would blow the string off the kite. Thing
had a barrel the size of this can," and he waved the Pringles
container. Gunther mentioned that he didn't think shooting it out
of the tree was the best way to go. Just then a truck with a man
and his son drove by, and the Pringles guy flagged down the
truck. It turns out that the driver of the truck was a cable TV
installer and had a very large extension ladder on the top of his
truck. He was happy to put it on the tree (made him look good to
his little boy, too) and he easily reached up to retrieve the kite.
Sounds like a children's story, doesn't it?
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