"Living in Michigan"

Chuck was sitting in an airplane when another
fellow took a seat beside him. The new guy was
an absolute wreck....pale, hands shaking, biting
his nails and moaning in fear.

"Hey pal, what's the matter?" Chuck asked.

"Oh man.... I've been transferred to Michigan," the
other guy answered, "there's crazy people in
Michigan....and they have shootings, gangs, race
riots, drugs, the highest crime rate...."

"Hold on" Chuck interrupted, "I've lived in Michigan
all my life and it is not as bad as the media says.
Find 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 other passenger relaxed and stopped shaking
for a moment and said, "Oh thank you. I've been
worried to death but if you live there and say it's OK,
I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"

"Me?" said Chuck, "Oh, I'm nothing special. I'm a
tail gunner on a bread truck in Dearborn."