Sam

[FISHINLADY]

A man lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh theatre. When
the
usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the man, "Sorry, sir, but
you're only allowed one seat." The man groaned but didn't budge. The
usher
became impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there I'm going to have
to
call the manager." Again, the man just groaned, which infuriated the
usher
who turned and marched briskly back up the aisle in search of his
manager.


In a few moments, both the usher and the manager returned and stood over
the man. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move him, but with
no
success. Finally, they summoned the police. The cop surveyed the
situation
briefly then asked, "All right buddy, what's your name?" "Sam," the man
moaned. "Where ya from, Sam?" With pain in his voice Sam replied "The
balcony."