A football fan is a guy who’ll yell at the quarterback for not spotting an open receiver forty-five yards down the field...

... And then head for the parking lot and not be able to find his own car!

“What special skills do you have?” a company official asked a job applicant. “Well, none, actually,” admitted the applicant. We have several unskilled positions, but they’re all filled right now by the president’s relatives.”

An ironworker nonchalantly walked the narrow beam fifteen floors above the city sidewalk. Though strong winds were blowing a heavy rain, the worker showed no fear whatever. When he came down to the sidewalk, a man who had been watching him from ground level went over to him and said, “I was really impressed watching you up there. You were so calm. How did you get a job like this?” “Well, as a matter of fact,” replied the ironworker, “I used to drive a school bus, until my nerves gave out.”

What do you mean I’m not qualified?” demanded a job applicant. “I have an IQ of 150. I scored 1,480 on the SAT. I was magna cum laude in graduate school.” “Yes,” replied the hiring supervisor, “but we don’t really require intelligence around here.”