Whilst touring Ireland, a man stopped at a rural service station.
After filling up his tank, he paid the bill and bought a soft drink.
He stood by his car to drink the coke and watched a couple of men working along the roadside. One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on.
The other would come along behind him and fill in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet behind filling in the old.
The men worked right past the man with the soft drink and went on down the road.
"I can't stand this," the man exclaimed, tossing the can in the bin and heading down the road toward the men.
"Hold it, hold it! Can you tell me what's going on here with this digging?"
"Well we work for the local government," one of the men replied.
"But one of you is digging a hole and the other is filling it up. You're not accomplishing anything," the first man said.
"Aren't you wasting the government's money?"
"You don't understand," one of the workers said, leaning on his shovel and wiping his brow.
"Normally there's three of us - me, Seamus and Mick. I dig, Seamus sticks in the tree and Mick here puts the dirt back."
"Yeah," piped up Mick. "Now just because Seamus is sick, that doesn't mean we can't work, does it?"
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