A man was sitting in a plane when another man sat down in the seat beside him. The new fellow was a wreck, pale, hands shaking, biting his nails and moaning in fear.
"Hey, pal, what's the matter?" the first fellow asked.
"I've been transferred to Los Angeles, California," he answered nervously. "They have riots, drugs, the highest crime rate in the country ... "
"Wait a minute," the first fellow said. "I've lived in L.A. all my life and I can assure you it's nowhere near as bad as the media reports. Find yourself a nice home, go to work, mind your own business, enroll your kids in a good school and it's as safe as anywhere in the world."
The second fellow stopped shaking for a moment and replied, "Thank God. I was worried to death! If you live there and say it's all right, I'll take your word for it. By the way, what do you do for a living?"
"Me?" replied the first fellow. "I'm tail gunner on a bread truck."
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