The Bronze Rat
A tourist walks into a curio shop in New
York City. Looking around at the exotics, he notices a very lifelike,
life-sized bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but it was so striking
he decided he must have it.
He took it to the owner:
"How much for the bronze rat?"
"Twelve dollars for the rat, one hundred
dollars for the story," said the owner.
The tourist gave the man twelve dollars.
"I'll just take the rat, you can keep the story."
As he walked down the street carrying his
bronze rat, he noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of the alleys and
sewers and began following him down the street. This was very disconcerting, and
he began walking faster. But within a couple blocks, the herd of rats behind him
had grown to hundreds, and they began squealing.
He began to trot toward the Hudson
River, looking around to see that the rats now numbered in the MILLIONS --
and they were squealing and coming toward him faster and faster. Concerned, even
scared, he ran to the edge of the river, and threw the bronze rat as far out
into the river as he could. Amazingly, the millions of rats all jumped into the
Bay after it, and were all drowned.
The man walked back to the curio shop. "Ah
ha," said the owner, "you have come back for the story?"
"No," said the man, "I came back
to see if you have a bronze anti-gunner."
