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A duck waddles into a feed store and approaches the counter…
“Got any duck feed?” asks the duck, looking up expectantly.
The clerk replies, “No, we don’t have a market for it, so we don’t carry it.”
The duck nods, says, “Okay,” and waddles out of the store.
The next day, the same duck walks into the feed store again…
The clerk, surprised to see him back, watches as the duck makes his way to the counter.
“Got any duck feed?” asks the duck again.
A little annoyed, the clerk shakes his head, “No, we don’t have duck feed… “
“I told you yesterday, there’s just no demand for it here.”
The duck nods once more, says, “Okay,” and leaves the store.
On the third day, the duck walks in yet again…
The clerk raises an eyebrow, curious about the duck’s persistence.
“Got any duck feed?” asks the duck, looking as hopeful as ever.
This time, the clerk’s patience wears thin…
He leans over the counter, exasperated, and yells, “I’ve told you twice now, we don’t have duck feed!”
“We’ve never had duck feed, and we never will have duck feed!… “
“If you ask me again, I’ll nail your feet to the floor!”
The duck blinks, taken aback by the outburst…
Without another word, he turns and leaves the store.
The following day, the duck returns, undeterred by the previous day’s encounter…
He waddles confidently up to the counter.
“Got any nails?” asks the duck.
The clerk, puzzled, replies, “No, we don’t have any nails.”
The duck then asks…
“Got any duck feed?”
