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|موضوع: Uncle Jacks bus journey الإثنين 08 أبريل 2013, 19:18|| |
Uncle Jack's bus journey
With this background, you may be able to jump ahead and guess why Uncle Jack would need to take the bus to work. On the Sunday, his car sheared a half-shaft and thus was beyond a quick fix repair. Actually, on this fateful Monday, his wife was pleased that he was taking the bus and he was less likely to 'do an Uncle Jack' and ruin his newly acquired, very sharp suit.
When Uncle Jack got on bus, he noticed two people behaving slightly oddly, and to his surprise, both were wearing suits just like his. Well, it was a double-decker bus so what would you do next? Uncle Jack went up stairs and was aghast to see a dozen more people, all dressed in exactly the same suit as he was wearing. Since this was a country bus, taking the morning workers into the big city, there would no other bus for two hours. So, Uncle Jack knew that there was nothing he could do but sweat it out until he reached his office in the city.
Eventually the bus reached Uncle Jack's stop about three streets from his office. Unfortunately, his relief was short lived. As he got off, so all the men wearing the same suit as his, jumped off and followed him. Uncle Jack started walking very fast, but they were still there, then he abandoned any pretence and just ran. But they ran after him. Soon he reached the sanctuary of his office and dashed in. Phew!
♪To his amazement, his ordeal was not over, Uncle Jack's boss called him into his office and demanded to know what a dozen men in suits like his were doing, rampaging in reception. Uncle Jack said, 'don't ask' , but of course his boss did. Slowly, Uncle Jack had pieced together what had happened. He vaguely remembered the tailor boasting that once he had a side-line in supplying clothes to the local Institution / Asylum. Then Uncle Jack recollected his wife mentioning that the trusty members of the Asylum were let out at weekends. Finally, he realized that he bore a passing resemblance to a social worker who looked after those members of the Asylum, who were deemed ready for release back into society. It dawned on Uncle Jack that as they returned from their weekend leave, they had mistaken him for their social worker and so followed him dutifully