Robots

[Mike B.]

A man walked into a very high-tech restaurant in a fancy hotel. As he
waited to be seated, he noticed that the Maitre d' was a robot. The robot
clicked to attention and said, "Sir, there is a one hour wait. I am
programmed to converse with you until a table is ready, if you
please." Intrigued, the man said, "OK." The robot clicked a couple more
times and then asked, "Sir, what is your IQ?" The man answered, "Oh, about
164." The robot then proceeded to discuss the theory of relativity,
Interstellar space travel, the latest medical breakthroughs, etc. The man
was most impressed. The next day he returned, but thought he would try a
different approach. The robot again asked, "What is your IQ, sir?" This time
the man answered, "Oh, about 100." The robot started discussing NASCAR
racing, the latest basketball scores, and what to expect the Red Sox to do
this weekend. The guy had to try it one more time. So the next day when he
returned the robot again asked the question, "What is your IQ?" This time
the man drawled out, "Uh...'bout 50." The robot clicked, then leaned close
and very slowly asked, "A-r-e y-o-u-r p-e-o-p-l-e g-o-i-n-g t-o
n-o-m-i-n-a-t-e H-i-l-l-a-r-y?"