Nothing Personal

Nothing Personal

A group of foreign tourists was making their way around the South Island of New Zealand. 

Rather than visit those major towns and cities, they chose to visit country villages and smaller towns instead, where they thought they would be more able to observe local customs.

Travelling through the Mackenzie Country, this small group stopped at the Gladstone Hotel to taste the local hospitality for lunch and a refreshing sup on some local beverage.

At the time there was a well-known character behind the bar.  Tall and rather slim, Jeb was a bit of a comic even on his bad days.  

One member of the group wandered around the bar-room looking at all the photo's of celebrities and other items of local history. He spoke with Jeb about the history of the town.

As Jeb filled his customer's glasses, one youngish member of the party began to study the lunch menu.

Eventually, he asked Jeb what was the days special?

"Well" retorted Jeb, "today we have chicken on a bed of rice with green beans and almonds, and a side salad."

"Aw man,  That sounds great.  How do you prepare the chicken?"

"Well,"  Jeb responded. "We break it to him gently of course, and then we tell him it's nothing personal!" 

Have a nice day.