Bob had been at Disneyland for years. He was a highly respected manager who was strictly by the book and a lot of Skips were afraid of him. He had a habit of riding in the back of a boat and listening to every joke a Skip told. Once the tour was over he would open up the spiel and check each joke. You can see why some Skips were afraid of him. Like I said. by the book.

Call it fate, call it luck, call it the fickle finger of fate. Bob chose to ride my boat. So in he comes, and off we go. 8 minutes of fun and excitement. I tell all my jokes, people laugh, Bob furiously tries to write it all down and remember it. In a flash we are back at the dock.

"Well what did he start with Bob?" "He started with this" as Bob points to a joke. Then he starts flipping pages "and then it was this" as he points to another joke. He flips a few more pages "and I think he closed with this one here". "Great, three jokes, all in the book" "That was his opening joke"

It took Bob a full 15 minutes to compare the spiel to his notes. He had to have flipped through the whole spiel at least 4 times. I know because I was bumped out of rotation by the time he was done. Finally he closed the book and quietly walked over to me. "I don't know what the hell you just said, but that was entertaining, good job!" I was told later that I was one of the only ones to ever pass Bob's test.