No Fish

A man decides to get in one last ice fishing trip before spring 
rolls around.  He packs up his fishing gear, warm clothes, some 
food, and his portable fishing hut. He makes his way out to the 
ice, sets everything up, and begins to drill a hole in the ice.

"There's no fish down there," says a voice.

"Huh," the man thinks. "Maybe I'm just hearing things."

So he picks up his gear, moves to another spot, and begins to 
drill a hole.

"There's no fish down there," says a voice again.

"Is that God?" he thinks to himself. Confused, he again moves 
to another spot and begins to drill another hole.

"There's no fish down there," says the voice one more time.


Visibly distraught, the man looks toward the sky and shouts, 
"God, is that you?"

"No," the voice says. "I'm the manager of the ice arena."