A good joke can lubricate even the toughest situation.
To the optimist, the glass is half full. To the pessimist,
the glass is half empty. To the engineer, the glass is
twice as big as it needs to be.
A pastor, a doctor and an engineer were waiting one morning for
a particularly slow group of golfers. The engineer fumed, "What's
with these guys? We must have been waiting for 15 minutes!" The
doctor chimed in, "I don't know, but I've never seen such
ineptitude! The pastor said, "Hey, here comes the greenskeeper. Let's have
a word with him." "Hi George. Say, what's with that group ahead of us? They're
rather slow, aren't they?"
The greenskeeper replied, "Oh, yes, that's a group of blind
firefighters. They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a
fire last year, so we always let them play for free anytime."
The group was silent for a moment.
The pastor said, "That's so sad. I think I will say a special
prayer for them tonight." The doctor said, "Good idea. And I'm going to
contact my ophthalmologist buddy and see if there's anything he can do for
them." The engineer said, "Why can't these guys play at night?"
There was an engineer who had an exceptional gift for fixing all
things mechanical. After serving his company loyally for over
30 years, he happily retired. Several years later the company
contacted him regarding a seemingly impossible problem they
were having with one of their multimillion dollar machines.
They had tried everything and everyone else to get the machine
to work but to no avail. In desperation, they called on the
retired engineer who had solved so many of their problems in the past.
The engineer reluctantly took the challenge.
He spent a day
studying the huge machine. At the end of the day, he marked a
small "x" in chalk on a particular component of the machine and
stated, "This is where your problem is".
The part was replaced and the machine worked perfectly again.
The company received a bill for $50,000 from the engineer for
his service. They demanded an itemized accounting of his
The engineer responded briefly:
One chalk mark $1
Knowing where to put it $49,999
It was paid in full and the engineer retired again in peace.
A Department of Transportation
maintenance crew packed up the truck early one morning and
drove out to a construction site where they were to work that day. The
crew started to unload the gear when one of the workers noticed that
they had forgotten the shovels. Panicked, the crew chief called back to
the crew supervisor. "We forgot the shovels back at the shop, boss.
are we gonna do?" The supervisor thought a minute and said "stay calm,
just lean against each other until we get someone out there with the
An engineer died and was instantly
to pearly gates. Saint Peter met the engineer at the gates of Heaven.
looked through his records to see if the engineer was listed in "the
souls that should go to heaven. Peter looked once, furrowed his brow,
again and finally said, "I'm sorry, but your name is not on the list.
engineers are a cinch to get in to Heaven but since your name is not on
list you'll have to go .... below." The engineer was, of course,
but he took the elevator down to Hell.
A couple weeks later Peter
down to Satan in Hell. "Hello, Satan?" "Yeah, its me, Peter.
Whatayawant?" "It is about that engineer I sent down a couple weeks
ago." Satan answered,
"Oh yeah, that guy was a real find. He's great. He has gotten a heat
exchanger working so that it is now a nice comfortable 68 degrees, he
piped in cool running water, he has got a ventilation system going to
rid of that sulfur smell. He made this place into a paradise."
silence on the line for a moment and then Peter said "well, we made a
He belongs up here. There was a record keeping glitch but I want you to
send him up right away." "No way are we giving this guy up," said
is the best thing that ever happened to us down here." Peter responded,
that is just too bad, he belongs up here and that is that." Satan,
said "no can do, Padre -- he is staying here." Peter, exasperated, said
"well, if you don't send him up right away, we are going to sue."
was quiet for a moment when Satan sneered "where are YOU going to find a
Why Engineers Don't Write Recipe Books
Chocolate Chip Cookies:
1.) 532.35 cm3 gluten
2.) 4.9 cm3 NaHCO3
3.) 4.9 cm3 refined halite
4.) 236.6 cm3 partially hydrogenated tallow triglyceride
5.) 177.45 cm3 crystalline C12H22O11
6.) 177.45 cm3 unrefined C12H22O11
7.) 4.9 cm3 methyl ether of protocatechuic aldehyde
8.) Two calcium carbonate-encapsulated avian albumen-coated protein
9.) 473.2 cm3 theobroma cacao
10.) 236.6 cm3 de-encapsulated legume meats (sieve size #10)
To a 2-L jacketed round reactor vessel (reactor #1)
with an overall heat transfer coefficient of about 100 Btu/F-ft2-hr, add
ingredients one, two and three with constant agitation. In a second 2-L
reactor vessel with a radial flow impeller operating at 100 rpm, add
ingredients four, five, six, and seven until the mixture is homogenous.
To reactor #2, add ingredient eight, followed by three equal volumes of
the homogenous mixture in reactor #1. Additionally, add ingredient nine
and ten slowly, with constant agitation. Care must be taken at this
point in the reaction
to control any temperature rise that may be the result of an exothermic
reaction. Using a screw extrude attached to a #4 nodulizer, place the
mixture piece-meal on a 316SS sheet (300 x 600 mm). Heat in a 460K oven
for a period of time that is in agreement with Frank Johnston's
first order rate expression (see JACOS, 21, 55), or until golden brown.
Once the reaction is complete, place the sheet on a 25C heat-transfer
table, allowing the product to come to equilibrium.
Five surgeons were taking a coffee break and were
discussing their work. The first said, "I think accountants are the
easiest to operate on. You open them up and everything inside is
numbered." The second said, "I think librarians are the easiest to
operate on. You open them up and everything inside is in alphabetical
order." The Third said, "I like to operate on electricians. You open
them up and everything inside is color-coded." The fourth one said, "I
like to operate on lawyers. They're heartless, spineless, gutless, and
their heads and their butts are interchangeable." Fifth surgeon said, "I
like Engineers...they always understand when you have a few parts left
over at the end..."
A man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost. He reduced altitude and
spotted a man below. He descended a bit more and shouted, "Excuse me, can
you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him half an hour ago, but I
don't know where I am."
The man below replied, "You are in a hot air balloon
hovering approximately 30 feet about the ground. You are between 42 and
44 degrees north latitude and between 83 and 85 degrees west longitude."
"You must be an engineer," said the balloonist.
"I am," replied the man, "but how did you know?"
"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is technically
correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information, and the fact
is I am still lost."
The man below responded, "You must be a manager."
"I am," replied the balloonist, "how did you know?"
"Well," said the man, "you don't know where you are or
where you are going. You made a promise which you have no idea how to
keep, and you expect me
to solve your problem. The fact is you are exactly in the same position
you were in before we met, but now, somehow, it's my fault."
One morning a contractor called an architectural firm and asked to speak to an architect regarding a particular project.
receptionist, with a voice full of regret, said, "I'm sorry, sir, but
the architect recently died a slow, agonizing death out on a project
site." The contractor stated his condolences and hung up.
an hour later the same contractor called back and asked to speak to an
architect regarding the same project. Again, the receptionist gave the
contractor the bad news: "I'm sorry, sir, but the architect recently
died a slow, agonizing death out on a project site." As before, the
contractor mumbled his regrets and hung up.
repeated itself each hour throughout the morning, until, at last, the
receptionist recognized the contractor's voice, whereupon she said to
him, "Sir, why do you keep calling here when you know I'm going to say
the architect has recently died a slow, agonizing death out on a project
The contractor, exploding with long-suppressed maniacal laughter, gasped, "Because I love to hear you say it!"