Four construction workers are standing on ladders with their arms stretched straight up as they hold a huge piece of sheetrock over their heads. A fifth man screws the "rock" onto ceiling rafters.
The foreman standing below shouts up to one of the men, “Say, Joe, you must be about fifty now, right?”
Joe replies with a grunt, “Forty-eight.”
Foremen asks, “So, Joe, how’re you feeling about your job choice now?"
I had to walk away quickly and as quietly as possible as Joe began, in very colorful language, to tell the foreman precisely how he felt.