My name is John.
We have been assigned to pull this long rope with the other end disappearing into the darkness of this gloomy forest.
“Pull, damn it John, pull! You haven’t even broken sweat yet!” shouts our boss who is pulling the rope in front of me
So I pull...and shout something encouraging, yet a bit rude to the man pulling the rope behind me.
I tap the boss on his shoulder and ask: “Hey boss, what exactly is it that we are pulling here?”
“H*ll if I know! The boss told me to pull, so I'm pulling! ...And what are you calling me a boss for?”
“Well, you are the boss...aren’t you, boss?!”
“Naw man, John, the boss is the man pulling the rope in front of ME!”
The man pulling the rope behind me taps me on my shoulder and asks: “Hey boss, what exactly is it that we are pulling here?”
