An unemployed idiot saw a Help Wanted sign outside a large convention center. He went in and applied for the job.

“We have a major business convention tomorrow – some of the most important executives in the world will be coming! I need someone who will take care of security, check the invitations, give directions, etc. You will stand at the front door. Can you do it?” said the manager.

“Oh, YES SIR!” said the idiot.

The following night the manager gave final instructions.

“THIS IS YOUR JOB DESCRIPTION AND A LIST OF YOUR DUTIES! You need to be paying attention! I need your full cooperation! You HAVE to do this job correctly! I have put these directions on this paper!” he said, handing it to the idiot. “Remember! The guests remain on the convention floor! The rest of the center is being used! And keep things clean! Be careful! And you are SECURITY! So keep order!”

“Yes, SIR!” said the idiot enthusiastically.

An hour later, the convention was going well and the manager was greeting the executives. Then he heard something strange. He went to the front door and his mouth dropped open in shock.

There he saw a very distinguished middle-aged gentleman, an impeccably dressed, handsome and dignified business executive in a $3,000 navy blue business suit, carefully knotted red silk tie, starched white shirt, hundred dollar haircut and silver cufflinks. However, this corporate executive was barefoot! In addition, he was down on all fours and cleaning the floor with a scrub brush on his hands and knees!

The idiot, now the security guard and greeter, was yelling orders. In one hand he held a pair of highly polished Italian leather loafers. In the other he held a pair of black silk business socks.

"Please! This is an Armani suit! It's getting WET!" begged the executive. "And when can I put my shoes and socks back on?"

“No questions, and get to work!” snapped the idiot, and slapped the soles of the executive’s bare feet. The executive shuddered.

The manager ran over to the businessman and helped him up. The executive’s face was beet red with anger and humiliation.

“You will be SUED! This is an outrage! He pushed me down and pulled these right off my feet! Give me those! He told me to start scrubbing or he would use his gun!” yelled the executive, and he grabbed his shiny expensive shoes and socks from the idiot.

“What are you doing?!” shouted the manager to the idiot, in shock. “How dare you?!”

The idiot looked bewildered.

“But I’m just following directions, sir! You said: Keep things clean! Keep order!”

The manager yelled: “He was BAREFOOT on ALL FOURS and wearing an ARMANI SUIT!”

The idiot said: “But it says right here: ‘KEEP GUESTS ON THE FLOOR AT ALL TIMES! NO EXCEPTIONS!”

The manager groaned. "But what about his SHOES? Why did you take them away from him? Are you crazy?"

The idiot pointed at his job description: “NO LOAFERS WILL BE TOLERATED!”

Then the stunned manager saw ANOTHER pair of polished executive loafers.

"DON'T TELL ME...SOMEONE ELSE..." sputtered the manager.

The idiot cheerfully pointed up.

A few feet above was another very well-dressed and distinguished business executive in another expensive business suit, cufflinks, white shirt and necktie. He was tied to a ceiling lamp fixture which had been hooked up under the jacket of his Brooks Brothers pinstriped suit and attached to his suspenders. His bare toes dangled just above their heads. His face was furious with rage and embarassment, but he couldn't speak because his silk socks were in his mouth.

The manager was now in shock. He just pointed.

The idiot grinned. "That one put up a big fight, and wouldn't take his shoes off. So I finally had to put his socks in his mouth. It says right here: "Maintain a quiet and orderly atmosphere".

"But why...why did you put him up there?" whispered the manager.

"Sir! It says RIGHT HERE! Anyone who makes trouble will be SUSPENDED!"