Confusion

“Rick! Get somebody from props out here, NOW!”

The props guy came running, breathless in the desert heat. “What’s up?”

“Who’s the genius that put Adirondack chairs in this scene? Get them out! OUT!”

“But. . . .but, Mr. Jackson, you ordered them! I thought you wanted them for the set!”

“I ORDERED them for my WIFE! For her BIRTHDAY! ”

“Sorry, sir. We’ll get them out.”

The next time Mr Jackson saw his chairs, two actors dressed as Indians were breaking them apart.

“Hey! Stop! What are you DOING?”

“Who, us? Somebody said you wanted a fire, and there’s no wood around here. . . .”