A man loves ice fishing. He finds the best fishing is at night, but he’s not been having much luck at his favorite spot, so one night he takes a different route. Arriving, he sets up his gear and starts to drill a hole in the ice.
From out of the dark a voice booms, “There are no fish there.”
The man is startled, but he takes it as a sign and moves a bit away. He starts to drill another hole, and again the voice comes to him from out of the dim. “There are no fish there.”
So the man moves a little further away and gets set up again. Again the voice comes to him, “I’m telling you there are no fish there.”
Exasperated, but in awe, the man calls out to the darkness. “Who are you? Are you God?”
The voice comes back, “No, I’m the rink manager.”