A preloader, a driver and a manager in Denver were taping up damaged boxes when they found an antique oil lamp. They rubbed it and a Genie came out in a puff of smoke.
        The Genie said, “I usually grant three wishes, so I’ll give each of you one.”
        “Me first! Me first!” yelled the preloader. “I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.”
        Poof! ………He was gone.
        Astonished, the driver quickly stepped forward. “My turn,” she beamed. “I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach, an endless supply of pina coladas and the love of my life in a beach chair right beside me and not a package in sight,.”        
Poof! ………. gone.
        “OK, you’re up,” the Genie said to the manager. 
     The manager just grinned, “I want those two back to work RIGHT NOW.”

        Moral of the story:

        Never let your boss have the last word.