One day, a rather inebriated ice fisherman drilled a hole
in the ice and peered deeply into the hole examining it
for fish. Suddenly, a loud voice boomed, "There are no
fish down there."
Surprised, but not discouraged, the fisherman continued on.
He walked several yards away, drilled another hole and
peered deeply into it. Again, out of nowhere, a voice
suddenly boomed, "There's no fish down there."
A bit nervous now, the fisherman managed to continue. He
walked about 50 yards away and drilled yet another hole,
peered long and deep into the hole, hoping for some fish.
Suddenly, the voice boomed again, this time louder than
ever, "There's no fish down there!!!"
The fisherman, quite frightened at this point, looked up
into the sky and asked, "God!? Is that you?"
"No, you idiot," the voice said. "It's the rink manager."