Who To Shoot?
The recent
recruit was on guard at the main gate of a key naval base, and was given strict orders to
admit absolutely no cars that had not been issued a special new permit. Finally, the
inevitable happened - the recruit stopped a car in which a high-ranking officer was the
passenger.
“Drive on,” ordered the admiral to his driver, dismissing the guard with a wave.
“I'm sorry, sir, but I'm new at this,” admitted the recruit, drawing a deep
breath.
“Who do I
shoot - you or your driver?”