To be a manager

An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand and a bucket of
buffalo manure in the other. He says to the waiter, "Me want coffee".

The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming right up". He gets the Indian a
tall mug of coffee, and the Indian drinks it down in one gulp, picks
up the bucket of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it with the
shotgun, then just walks out.

The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand
and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He walks up to the
counter and says to the waiter, "Me want coffee". The waiter says
"Whoa, Tonto. We're still cleaning up your mess from the last time you
were here. What the heck was that all about, anyway?"

The Indian smiles and proudly says, "Me in training for upper
management. Come in, drink coffee, shoot the shit, and disappear for
the rest of the day."