An man walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He says to the waiter, â€œMe want coffee.â€ The waiter says, â€œSure, Chief, coming right up.â€ He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee, and the Indian drinks it down in one gulp, picks up the bucket of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it with the shotgun, then just walks out.
The next morning the man returns. He has his shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter, â€œMe want coffee.â€ The waiter says, â€œWhoa, Tonto. Weâ€™re still cleaning up your mess from the last time you were here. What the heck was all that about, anywayâ€?
The man smiles and proudly says, â€ I am training for upper management position. Come in, drink coffee, shoot stuff, leave a mess for others to clean up, and disappear for rest of day.