The local restaurant was so sure that its head waiter was the strongest man around that it offered a standing $1000 bet: The waiter would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and then hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze any more juice from the lemon would win the money. Many people had tried over time...weight-lifters, longshoremen, etc., but nobody could do it. One day a scrawny little man came into the restaurant, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit. He said in a tiny squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet." Afer the laughter died down, the head waiter agreed to let the fragile man try, grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. He then handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man. The crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass. As the crowd cheered, the waiter paid the $1000 and asked the little man, "What do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, construction worker, or what?" The man replied, "I work for the IRS."