The Fastest

here were four good ole boys, you know Rednecks from Mississippi, who were in the final stages of interviewing for a prestigious job with a company up north in Chicago.

There was Bobby Joe, Billy Joe, Jimmy Joe and John boy. The company decided to fly them all in for dinner and a final interview.

Over dinner at a fine restaurant, the president of the company told them that all were very worthy applicants, and that he wished he could hire them all, but that they only had enough money budgeted to hire one person. He told them that he would call each of them in one at a time for a final interview the next day, and that he would ask each one of them the same question. Whoever answered the question the best would be the one hired...

All applicants agreed that this was fair. The next day the first applicant, Bobby Joe, was called in. The president posed the question, "What is the fastest thing in the world?"

He thought for a moment and replied, "That would have to be a thought."

"Why do you say that?" asked the president.

"Well, a thought takes no time at all," said Bobby Joe...

"it is in your mind in an instant, then gone again."

"Ahh, very good. Thank you," replied the president.

"Next," said the president. The same question was posed to Billy Joe... "What is the fastest thing in the world?" Billy Joe paused and replied, "That would have to be a blink."

"Why do you say that?" asked the president.

"Because you don't even think about a blink," said Billy Joe.

"It's just a reflex. you do it in an instant." The president thanked him and said, "Next."

The next person called in was Jimmy Joe and The President asked him what the fastest thing in the world was, and after hesitating for a brief moment, Jimmy Joe replied,

"I would have to say electricity."

"Why do you say electricity?" asked the President.

"Because," Jimmy Joe said, "a man can flip a switch, and immediately, three miles away a light will go on!"

"I see, very good," replied the president.

Then, the last candidate, John Boy, was called in. He, too, was asked, "What is the fastest thing in the world?"

"That's easy..." he replied, "that would have to be diarrhea!"

Rather stunned, the president asked, "Why do you say that?"

John Boy said, "Well, last night after dinner, back at the hotel I was lying in my bed and I got the worst stomach cramps... Before I could think, blink or turn on the lights..."