A couple sits on a balcony overlooking New York City. They are eating their breakfast. A pigeon is on the balcony’s ledge looking at the couple. The couple are looking at the pigeon.
Carla, the bird, says, “Okay, guys. Here’s your agenda for today.”
“Joe, I can’t believe we are taking orders from a bird.”
“Jill, this bird has made me a fortune. Before Carla here, I was bankrupt. Carla comes into my life and within weeks I am rolling in dough.”
“Okay, guys. Here’s the plan.”
“I don’t know, Joe. Seems real stupid to me. Don’t you know your own mind?”
“Of course, I know my own mind.”
“Hey, guys. Listen up.”
“Joe, it don’t seem like you do.”
“Jill, I can make my own decisions. It’s just that Carla does a much better job. She doesn’t let things get in the way.”
“Guys, you want me to leave. I’ll do it, you know.”
“Jill, you got to quit doubting my decisions.”
Carla up and flaps away.
“And my decision is to follow Carla. By the way, have you seen Carla this morning?”