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segunda-feira, fevereiro 22, 2010

(Expresso, 20/2/2010)
Como dizia Adriano Moreira, os portugueses têm uma notável capacidade de se surpreenderem com aquilo de que estavam à espera. Há dois anos e meio manifestei neste blogue (e em vários outros sítios) as minhas dúvidas sobre um negócio que parecia economicamente absurdo (vejam aqui um dos textos que escrevi na altura). Confirmou-se o que já então era óbvio e agora os vencedores dos concursos fazem a inevitável figura de ingénuos. Tenho a maior das curiosidades para ver o anunciado (e provavelmente redentor) final da novela, obviamente para poder ficar surpreendido com aquilo de que estou à espera.

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sábado, fevereiro 20, 2010

Depois de um longo silêncio, só mesmo esta me faria voltar...

A little old lady is walking down the street dragging two large plastic rubbish bags behind her.

One of the bags rips, and every once in a while a £20 note falls out onto the pavement.


Noticing this, a policeman stops her, and says, 'Ma'am, there are £20 notes falling out of your bag.'
'Oh, really? Darn!' says the little old lady. 'I'd better go back, and see if I can find them.


Thanks for telling me...'
'Well, now, not so fast,' says the cop. 'How did you get all that money?' 'You didn't steal it, did you?'
'Oh, no', says the little old lady. 'You see, my back yard is right next to the football stadium parking lot. On game days, a lot of fans come and pee through the fence into my flower garden. So, I stand behind the fence with my hedge clippers. Each time some guy sticks his thing through the fence, I say, '£20 or off it comes.'
'Well, that seems only fair.' laughs the cop. OK? Good luck! Oh, by the way, what's in the other bag?'
'Well, you know', says the little old lady, 'not everybody pays.'


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