Three men - an American, a Japanese and an Irishman were sitting naked in a sauna.
Suddenly, there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his forearm and the beep stopped. The other men looked at him questioningly.
"That was my pager" the American said. "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later, a phone rang.
The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished his conversation, he explained: "That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The Irishman felt decidedly low tech, but was determined not to be outdone. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the bathroom.
He returned with a long piece of toilet paper trailing from his backside.
The others raised their eyebrows at him. The Irishman glanced around and said:
"Bejesus! Wouldja look at dat!! I'm gettin' a fax!"
Suddenly, there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his forearm and the beep stopped. The other men looked at him questioningly.
"That was my pager" the American said. "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later, a phone rang.
The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished his conversation, he explained: "That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The Irishman felt decidedly low tech, but was determined not to be outdone. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the bathroom.
He returned with a long piece of toilet paper trailing from his backside.
The others raised their eyebrows at him. The Irishman glanced around and said:
"Bejesus! Wouldja look at dat!! I'm gettin' a fax!"