Funny story.

When I was an air traffic controller some boy scouts came to visit and one was sitting behind my scope as I was working. I was showing him landmarks like, here’s Orlando, here’s Bimini, here’s the Bahamas.

He says, “Where’s Bermuda?” “Over there,” I answered. “So this is the Bermuda Triangle!” he said. I said, “Yeah, I guess it is.” He paused and then asked, “Does anything well, strange, ever happen here?”

I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I waited a second and said, “Well, they don’t let us talk about things like that.”

He seemed pretty happy.