Mensa

[Steve]

Some years ago, there was a Mensa convention in San Francisco. Mensa, as you know, is a national organization for people who have an IQ of 140 or higher.

Several of the Mensa members went out for lunch at a local cafe. When they sat down, one of them discovered that their salt shaker contained pepper, and their pepper shaker was full of salt.***

How could they swap the contents of the two bottles without spilling any, and using only the implements at hand?**

Clearly, this was a job for Mensa minds.

The group debated the problem and presented ideas and finally, came up with a brilliant solution involving a napkin, a straw , and an empty saucer.

They called the waitress over, ready to dazzle her with their solution.

"Ma'am," they said, "we couldn't help but notice that the pepper shaker contains salt and the salt shaker."

But before they could finish the waitress interrupted, "Oh, sorry about that."**

She leaned over the table, unscrewed the caps of both bottles and switched them.

There was dead silence at the Mensa table.

[G G]

Originally Posted by Steve

Some years ago, there was a Mensa convention in San Francisco. Mensa, as you know, is a national organization for people who have an IQ of 140 or higher.

Several of the Mensa members went out for lunch at a local cafe. When they sat down, one of them discovered that their salt shaker contained pepper, and their pepper shaker was full of salt.***

How could they swap the contents of the two bottles without spilling any, and using only the implements at hand?**

Clearly, this was a job for Mensa minds.

The group debated the problem and presented ideas and finally, came up with a brilliant solution involving a napkin, a straw , and an empty saucer.

They called the waitress over, ready to dazzle her with their solution.

"Ma'am," they said, "we couldn't help but notice that the pepper shaker contains salt and the salt shaker."

But before they could finish the waitress interrupted, "Oh, sorry about that."**

She leaned over the table, unscrewed the caps of both bottles and switched them.

There was dead silence at the Mensa table.

Bingo. There was a doctor that used to work at Ed Frasers Hospital in Macclenny. He looked amazingly like Cousin Fester, and was also a member of Mensa. He was so smart he was dumb. I call people like him smart dummies.

[Dave128]

[dijit]

Love it

[CigarNut]

[markem]

Just because someone has a high IQ does not mean that they have common sense or a practical nature.

[AdamJoshua]

Being a member myself… oh wait they call me a tool not a member, either way, more times than note the cap says nothing (you have to read it *rim shot*) the Salt and Pepper are usually marked on the bottle or container itself and in restaurant or diner setting, being they are simple clear glass containers with a metal screw on cap, as this story would lead you to believe, they aren't marked at all. Told you I was a tool

Push it .. push it real good!

[The Poet]

I'm not sure I am qualified to comment, as my 8th grade score (the only test I ever had) was a mere 132. Still, I wonder why, if they could see which shaker held salt and which pepper, what freakin' difference would it make either way? Shoot, they could be labeled cinnamon and parmesan for all the practical difference it would make, and I would not give a $#!+.

[Dave128]

Way to kill the joke, fellas. Jeepers.

[AdamJoshua]