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Tangent story. Two friends of mine went backpacking to Amsterdam, short pants and all. When they got out of the train in the evening, a friendly guy approached them and asked if they were looking for a hotel. They said yes, so he told them to follow him. Delighted to be greeted in this way, they did. First they went down the regular path up Damrak to get to Leidseplein, but slowly and imperceptibly the streets were getting narrower and narrower, until they finally reached a dead end. That's when the guy whirled around, flipped out a small pocket knife and wheezed to them, "Gimme all your cash! NOW!" The guys looked at each other, and then looked at him, and then one of the guys calmly told him, "Look, we're two guys, and you're just one. Even if you get one of us, the other will beat your head in. You can't win this." The mugger looked puzzled for a moment, but then he retorted, "Ok, give me half your money then, and nobody gets hurt!" Not wanting to be the first guy who got stabbed, they agreed that, "Fine, we'll give you half! But only if you promise to not stab us." And so the deal went down, and they had finally arrived in Amsterdam. |