The country pub had a country barman.
Not just any country barman, but a strong one. In a district renowned for strong men he was reputed to be the strongest.
The pub was so sure of this it offered a standing $1,000 bet that Tom could squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass. Any customer who could pick up the lemon and squeeze one more drop of juice out of it, would win the cash.
Many people had tried over time, weightlifters, bodybuilders, shearers, foresters, farmers . . . but nobody could do it.
Then one day, a short, skinny woman came into the pub.
She said in a quiet voice, ‘I’d like to try the bet.’
After the laughter subsided, Tom said, ‘OK’, shook her hand to seal the deal, grabbed the lemon and squeezed.
Then he handed the wrinkled remains to the woman with a grin. The grin slipped as the woman clenched her fist around the lemon… and six drops of juice dribbled into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the publican handed over $1,000 to the woman and asked, ‘What do you do for a living?’
The woman quietly replied, ‘I work for Inland Revenue.’