Intelligence

Two men were digging a ditch on a very hot
day. One said to the other, "Why are we down
in this hole digging a ditch when our boss is
standing up there in the shade of a tree?" "I
don't know," responded the other. "I'll ask him."

So he climbed out of the hole and went to
his boss. "Why are we digging in the hot sun
and you're standing in the shade?" "Intelligence,"
the boss said. "What do you mean, 'intelligence'?"

The boss said, "Well, I'll show you. I'll
put my hand on this tree and I want you to hit
it with your fist as hard as you can." The ditch
digger took a mighty swing and tried to hit the
boss' hand. The boss removed his hand and the
ditch digger hit the tree. The boss said, "That's
intelligence!"

The ditch digger went back to his hole. His
friend asked, "What did he say?" "He said we
are down here because of intelligence." "What's
intelligence?" said the friend. The ditch digger
put his hand on his face and said, "Take your
shovel and hit my hand."