Discussing the Yankee
trait of using as few words as possible, I heard this story of the lazy
brother-in-law and the sailboat. He was sailing with the family off the
coast of Maine. Beautiful warm day. Folks were sprawled on deck enjoying
adult beverages. In the distance, the captain – said lazy brother-in-law –
spotted a fisherman in a small boat. The captain calculated that the
sailboat might come close to the fisherman, but on it’s present tack would miss
him, so he didn’t bother to adjust direction.
Sure enough the sailboat passed within five feet of the little boat. The fisherman was overheard muttering just three words: “Whole damn ocean.”
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