Moving to Chicago

Bob, a friend of mine was recently flying back home to Chicago and
emailed me what had happened on his flight.

Bob was sitting on the plane waiting to fly to Chicago ,
when a guy took the seat beside him.  The guy was an
emotional wreck…pale, hands shaking in fear.

"What's the matter," Bob asked.  "Afraid of flying?"

"No, it's not that.  I've  been transferred to Chicago.  The people
there are crazy, right?  Lots of shootings, gangs, race riots, drugs,
poor schools, and the highest crime rate in the nation."

Bob replied, "I've lived in Chicago all my life.  It's not as bad as
the media says.  Just find a nice home, go to work, mind your own
business, and enroll your kids in a nice private school.  I've worked
there for 14 years and never had the slightest trouble."

The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and said, "Oh, thank you.  I've
been worried to death.  But if you've lived and worked there all those
years and say it's OK, I'll take your word for it.  By the way, what do
you do for a living?"

"I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck."