> A man from the country part of Jamaica arrived at the Norman Manley Airport in Kingston , burdened down by his luggage, passport, and all the necessary tidbits for a prolonged journey.
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> Looking around anxiously he finally approached a ticket counter and told the agent, “Please Miss, do, sell mi a ticket fi go a Jeopardy.”
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> The agent looked confused,”Jeopardy, Sir? Where is that?” she asked.
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> The man, even more nervous and agitated replied, ”Mi nuh ha no time fi fool roun. Jus’ gi mi a ticket to Jeopardy, mek mi gwaan.”
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> The agent searched through her schedules and other directories.
> “Excuse me, Sir, but there is no such place! Are you sure that’s where you want to travel?”
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> The man lost his temper and pounded his fist on the counter.
> “Look, ‘ooman, Mi done tell you already seh mi nuh ha nuh time fi wace. Mi hear pon mi radio dis mawnin seh ova 900 jobs inna Jeopardy, so ah deh so mi want fi go, NOW, NOW, NOW!”
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