A man goes into a pet shop and tells the owner that he wants to buy a pet
that can do everything. The owner says, “How about a dog?” The man replies,
“Come on, a dog can’t do everything.”
The owner says “How about a cat?” The man replies, “No way! A cat certainly
can’t do everything. I want a pet that can do everything!”
The owner thinks for a minute. Then says, “I’ve got it! A centipede!” The
man says, “Centipede? I can’t imagine a centipede doing everything but, ok
…. I’ll try a centipede.”
He gets the centipede home and says to the centipede, “Clean the kitchen.”
Thirty minutes later, he walks into the kitchen and it’s immaculate. All the
dishes and silverware have been washed, dried, and put away. The countertops
cleaned. The appliances sparkling. The floor waxed. He’s absolutely amazed.
He says to the centipede, “Go clean the living room.” Twenty minutes later,
he walks into the living room. The carpet has been vacuumed. The furniture
cleaned and dusted. The pillows on the sofa plumped. The plants are watered.
The man thinks to himself, “This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.
This is a pet that can really do everything.”
He says to the centipede, “Run down to the corner and get me a newspaper.”
The centipede walks out the door. Ten minutes later, no centipede. Twenty
minutes later, no centipede. Thirty minutes later, no centipede.
The man is wondering what’s going on. The centipede should have been back by
now. Forty-five minutes later, still no centipede. The man can’t imagine
what could have happened. Did the centipede run away? Did it get run over by
a car? Where was the centipede?
He goes to the front door, opens it, and there’s the centipede sitting right
outside the door. The man says,
“Hey! I sent you 45 minutes ago to run down to the corner and just get me a
newspaper. What’s the story?”
The centipede says, “I’m goin’! I’m goin’! I’m puttin’ on my shoes!”