An Arkansas boy had moved away and made his fortune. When he retired, he returned home to spend the rest of his years hunting and fishing and build his retirement home. For the job he hired a local carpenter.
The retiree explained, “I’ve got the plans right here, you can read a blueprint, can’t you?”
“Oh, I can read a blueprint,” said the carpenter, unrolling the plans. “And I can see a BIG mistake already. You can’t build this house like this!”
“I certainly can,” replied the retiree. “These plans were drawn by the best architectural firm in New York. I want to you follow them exactly or I’ll find myself another contractor.”
“Your funeral,” the carpenter shrugged, “but I’m warning you right off – the bathroom is going to end up inside..”.n