Three Bikers, a Honda Rider, a BMW Rider and a Harley Rider were sitting in a sauna. Suddenly, there was a continuing beeping sound.
The Honda Rider pressed his forearm and the beeping stopped. The others looked at him questioningly. "That was my pager," he said, "I have a micro chip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rang.
The BMW Rider lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, "That was my mobile phone. I have a micro chip in my hand."
The Harley Rider felt decidedly low tech. Not to be outdone, he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the bathroom. He returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his butt.
The others raised their eyebrows and stared at him.
The Harley Rider finally declared… "Well, will you look at that, Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m getting a fax!"
The Honda Rider pressed his forearm and the beeping stopped. The others looked at him questioningly. "That was my pager," he said, "I have a micro chip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rang.
The BMW Rider lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, "That was my mobile phone. I have a micro chip in my hand."
The Harley Rider felt decidedly low tech. Not to be outdone, he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the bathroom. He returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his butt.
The others raised their eyebrows and stared at him.
The Harley Rider finally declared… "Well, will you look at that, Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m getting a fax!"
