Farmer Jack watched two men park their county truck on the side of the road. One man got out and dug a hole, then moved a few feet and dug another. The other man followed, filling in each hole.

The farmer called, “What’s going on with all the digging?”

“We work for the county,” one of the men said.

“I see that, but one of you is digging a hole and the other is filling it. You’re just wasting my tax money.”

“No we’re not,” the worker replied. “Normally there’s three of us: me, Rodney, and Mike. I dig the hole, Rodney sticks in the tree, and Mike puts the dirt back.”

“Yep,” piped up Mike. “And just because Rodney’s sick, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t earn our keep now does it?”—Reader's Digest