Three builders, an english builder, a scottish builder, and an irish builder, settle down to have their lunch on the site one day.
John, the English builder, opens his lunchbox and sighs.
"For ****'s sake, bacon sarnies again. I'm sick of bacon sarnies. I'm gonna tell that woman for the last time, make me something different. And if i open my lunchbox tomorrow and there's bacon sarnies again, i'm going to the top of that scaffolding tomorrow and jumping off!"
Jock, the Scottish builder then opens his lunchbox and also sighs.
"For crying out loud! Chicken AGAIN. I'm sick of chicken sandwiches. I'm gonna tell that bitch for the last time, make me something different. And if i open my lunchbox tomorrow and there's chicken sandwiches again, i'm going to the top of that scaffolding tomorrow and jumping off!"
Seamus, the Irish builder nods, and opens his lunchbox.
"Oh bejesus! I've got tuna sandwiches. I'm sick of tuna sandwiches. I'm gonna tell that wife of mine for the last time, make me something different. And if i open my lunchbox tomorrow and there's tuna sandwiches again, i'm going to the top of that scaffolding tomorrow and jumping off!"
The other two sympathise.
The next day, they're settling down for lunch, and John opens his lunchbox.
To his dismay, he sees he's got bacon sandwiches again. So he climbs to the top of the scaffolding, and jumps off, plummeting to his grim death.
Jock also opens his lunchbox, and sees he has chicken sandwiches again. He too heads to the top of the scaffolding and jumps off, splattering on the side of the road.
Seamus then opens his lunch and is gutted to see tuna sandwiches. Keeping to his word too, he climbs up to the top and jumps off, making it three tragic suicides.
A week later, the three men's widows are stood together at the joint funeral, sobbing and trying to make sense of the tragic events.
"I just cant understand it, there was no need for this tragedy" John's widow cries. "He never said a word to me. If he'd just TOLD me he didnt like bacon sandwiches, i wouldnt have made them for him. We could've avoided this!"
"I know" says Jock's wife nodding. "Same here. I never knew he didnt like chicken sandwiches. If only he'd told me, i would've made something else. It didnt have to go this far. I just dont get it!"
"I dont understand either" sobs Paddy's widow.
"Seamus always made his own sandwiches"
John, the English builder, opens his lunchbox and sighs.
"For ****'s sake, bacon sarnies again. I'm sick of bacon sarnies. I'm gonna tell that woman for the last time, make me something different. And if i open my lunchbox tomorrow and there's bacon sarnies again, i'm going to the top of that scaffolding tomorrow and jumping off!"
Jock, the Scottish builder then opens his lunchbox and also sighs.
"For crying out loud! Chicken AGAIN. I'm sick of chicken sandwiches. I'm gonna tell that bitch for the last time, make me something different. And if i open my lunchbox tomorrow and there's chicken sandwiches again, i'm going to the top of that scaffolding tomorrow and jumping off!"
Seamus, the Irish builder nods, and opens his lunchbox.
"Oh bejesus! I've got tuna sandwiches. I'm sick of tuna sandwiches. I'm gonna tell that wife of mine for the last time, make me something different. And if i open my lunchbox tomorrow and there's tuna sandwiches again, i'm going to the top of that scaffolding tomorrow and jumping off!"
The other two sympathise.
The next day, they're settling down for lunch, and John opens his lunchbox.
To his dismay, he sees he's got bacon sandwiches again. So he climbs to the top of the scaffolding, and jumps off, plummeting to his grim death.
Jock also opens his lunchbox, and sees he has chicken sandwiches again. He too heads to the top of the scaffolding and jumps off, splattering on the side of the road.
Seamus then opens his lunch and is gutted to see tuna sandwiches. Keeping to his word too, he climbs up to the top and jumps off, making it three tragic suicides.
A week later, the three men's widows are stood together at the joint funeral, sobbing and trying to make sense of the tragic events.
"I just cant understand it, there was no need for this tragedy" John's widow cries. "He never said a word to me. If he'd just TOLD me he didnt like bacon sandwiches, i wouldnt have made them for him. We could've avoided this!"
"I know" says Jock's wife nodding. "Same here. I never knew he didnt like chicken sandwiches. If only he'd told me, i would've made something else. It didnt have to go this far. I just dont get it!"
"I dont understand either" sobs Paddy's widow.
"Seamus always made his own sandwiches"