Is that a cool cat?

For a few days, we had fish for lunch and dinner almost everyday.  We had just discovered the Government run fish shop in the neighborhood and were enamored by the whole process of buying good quality fishes - from selecting the fishes, weighing them and getting them cleaned.  One day, as the fishes were being cleaned, I saw one of the shop's employees bring in an assortment of fishes in a small basket.  Another employee, picked up a few fishes and threw it out of the window.  The crows swooped down and started fighting over the fishes.  I asked "Why are you throwing these fishes away?" "Every lot has a few bad fishes that we don't sell.  We only serve the best and throw away the rest" said the employee who brought in the basket.  As he was saying this he picked up one of the bigger fishes from the basket and threw it out of the window.  Immediately a cat rushed in and picked up the fish.  The crows came by a few seconds later but the cat was walking away with the fish.  The crows cawed and circled round the cat who continued to walk nonchalantly to the other side of the road.  When the cat reached the other side of the road it disappeared under a Maruti car parked by the pavement.  The crows seemed stumped as they did not want to go into the crammed space under the car.  They gave up the chase and came back to the fish shop to fight it over the bits and pieces flying out of the window.  The cat was not seen for a few minutes.  When I walked out of the shop, I saw it emerge from under the car.  It sat at the edge of the road lickings it whiskers and watching the crows fighting for the bits and pieces.

Lifting conversation

I got into the lift from the basement and pressed the 7th floor button.  The lift stopped on the ground floor and two young men got in.  One of them was saying "My father came to Chennai for that case at the high court.  He just landed up with no prior information.  I opened the door and there he was.  The room was in a mess.  The first thing my father saw were the empty beer bottles on the floor.  He just went ballistic.  He fired the hell out of me and stormed out of the room.".  "Super" said the other guy.  "Oh yes, Super! I couldn't even run after him as I was standing there in my jetty.  I have not gone home since and ...".  The lift door opened on the seventh floor and I had to walk off.