Showing posts with label jokes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jokes. Show all posts

Thursday, 29 March 2018

Old Actuaries Never Die


Today marks my last day of being an employed person.

Over the years various people have regaled me with jokes about actuaries that they seemed to find funny. Below is a collection of some that I remembered to write down. I'll leave it to you to decide whether people found the jokes to be genuinely funny, or whether they were just enjoying making fun of the actuarial profession.



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An Actuary is man who may reach any conclusion you give him.
An actuary is a person, who passes as an expert on the basis of a prolific ability to produce an infinite variety of incomprehensive figures calculated with micrometric precision from the vaguest of assumptions based on debatable evidence from inconclusive data derived by persons of questionable reliability for the sole purpose of confusing an already hopelessly befuddled group of persons who never read the statistics anyway!
The work of actuarial science is to demonstrate impressions.
Three young men, a solicitor, an accountant and an actuary, were discussing whether they wanted a wife or a mistress.
The solicitor said a mistress was better for legal reasons, the accountant said a wife was better for tax reasons but the actuary said he wanted both: "Then the wife will think I'm with the mistress, and the mistress will think I'm with the wife, and I can spend more time at the office".

An Actuary expects everyone to be dead on time.

Two people are flying in a hot air balloon and realise they are lost. They see a man on the ground, so they navigate the balloon to where they can speak to him. They yell to him, "Can you help us – we're lost?"
The man on the ground replies, "You're in a hot air balloon, about two hundred feet off the ground."
One of the people in the balloon replies to the man on the ground, "You must be an actuary."
"How do you know that?" asks the man on the ground.
The balloonist replies, "You're no help at all, you gave us information that is accurate, but completely useless."
The actuary on the ground yells to the people in the balloon, "you must be in marketing."
They yell back, "yes, how did you know?"
The actuary says," well, you're in the same situation you were in before you talked to me, but now it's my fault."
What is two plus two?
Head of Marketing: 22
Accountant: 4.00
Mathematician: I can show that it equals 4 using the following proof …
Actuary: What do you want it to be?
I've spoken to two other actuaries so we've got six opinions." – Ray Milne, Scottish Life.
A consulting actuary is a person who, when asked what time it is, tells you how to build a watch.
An Actuary is a man who uses highly precise methods to go from unwarranted assumptions to foregone conclusions.
Give an actuary an inch, and he'll measure it.
What do you get when you cross an actuary with a member of the Mafia?
An offer you cannot refuse, but do not understand.
How do you tell an introverted actuary from an extroverted one?
The latter gazes at YOUR shoes.
Two underwriters boarded a plane. One sat in the window seat, the other sat in the middle seat. Just before take-off, an actuary got on and took the aisle seat next to the two underwriters. The actuary kicked off his shoes, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the underwriter in the window seat said, "I think I'll get up and get a soda."
"No problem," said the actuary, "I'll get it for you."
While he was gone, one of the underwriters picked up one of the actuary's shoes and spat in it. When he returned with the soda, the other underwriter said, "That looks good, I think I'll have one too."
Again, the actuary obligingly went to fetch it and while he was gone, the other underwriter picked up the other shoe and spat in it. The Actuary returned and they all sat back and enjoyed the flight.
As the plane was landing, the Actuary slipped his feet into his shoes and immediately realised what had happened.
"How long must this go on?" he asked. "This fighting between our professions? This hatred? This animosity? This spitting in shoes and pissing in sodas?"
How many actuaries does it take to change a light bulb?
The square root of the number it takes to change a heavy one.
How many actuaries does it take to change a light bulb?
None - it is assumed to be working.
How many actuaries does it take to change a light bulb?
1.27625, assuming experience based on CLI 1990-1994, applicable to consulting actuaries over age 45 (NB CLI = changing light bulb investigation).
How many actuaries does it take to change a light bulb?
Ten:-
No.1 to get the assignment
No.2 to analyse the workings of the lamp
No.3 to set the replacement assumptions
No.4 to determine the method
No.5 to do the work
No.6 to check the work
No.7 to write the report announcing successful solution to the public
No.8 to peer review the report
No.9 to prepare the invoice
No. 10 to justify its size to the startled client.
How many actuaries does it take to change a light bulb?
Actuary: "What's a light bulb, that wasn't in any of the exams."
An actuary, an underwriter, and an insurance salesman are travelling by car. The salesperson has his foot on the accelerator, the underwriter has his foot on the brake, and the actuary is looking out the back window telling them where to go.

Old actuaries never die they just...
- get broken down by age and sex.
- join the q.
- mu-tate.
- lose their faculty.
- merely tend to infinity.
- run off.
- graduate to ultimate mortality.
- expire at the end of the table.
- lose count of their marbles.
- Dcease

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

More Gary Delaney Jokes

Jokes about colour blindness make me see red (or possibly green).

If I was Bill Gates' Doctor and he came to me with a health problem I'd just say 'Something has gone wrong' and leave it at that.

Just reading Gardener's World magazine. I'm particularly enjoying the lettuce page.

The boiler broke last night and we had to get a man out. How he got in there in the first place I'll never know.

I have no beef with vegetarians.

What do you call a group of collective nouns?

The surgeon just carried out a lobotomy against my wishes; I've half a mind to complain.

I'm pleased to see that first issue of 'Constipation Monthly' magazine comes with a free ring binder.

I once saw the face of Jesus in some soup, but luckily I woke him up before he drowned.

To be honest I'm not enjoying reading Moby Dick, but I'm determined to finish it even if it kills me.

Just eaten a boil-in-the-bag meal, and I have to say, you could really taste the boils.

Of course, to successfully claim disability benefit these days you have to jump through a lot of hoops.

If a man watches too much por*og*rapy it eventually changes his whole attitude towards sl*gs.




Thursday, 22 October 2015

Niche

It’s hard to explain puns to kleptomaniacs… because they always take things literally.
 
A Roman walks into a bar and asks for a Martinus…. “You mean a Martini?” the bartender asks. The Roman replies, “If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!”
 
What do you get when you cross a joke with a rhetorical question?
 
How can you tell the difference between a chemist and a plumber? … Ask them to pronounce “unionized.”
 
Sixteen sodium atoms walk into a bar… followed by Batman.
 
Did you hear about the man who got cooled to absolute zero?… He’s 0K now.
 
Einstein, Newton and Pascal are playing hide and go seek. It’s Einstein’s turn to count so he covers his eyes and starts counting to ten. Pascal runs off and hides. Newton draws a one meter by one meter square on the ground in front of Einstein then stands in the middle of it. Einstein reaches ten and uncovers his eyes. He sees Newton immediately and exclaims, ”Newton! I found you! You’re it!”  Newton smiles and says “You didn’t find me, you found a Newton over a square meter. You found Pascal!”
 
An infinite number of mathematicians walk into a bar. The first orders a beer, the second orders half a beer, the third orders a quarter of a beer, and so on. … After the seventh order, the bartender pours two beers and says, “You fellas ought to know your limits.”
 
There are two types of people in this world:… those who can extrapolate from incomplete data.
 
The other day my friend was telling me that I didn’t understand what irony meant. … Which is ironic, because we were standing at a bus stop.
 
Three logicians walk into a bar. The bartender asks, “Do all of you want a drink?”… The first logician says, “I don’t know.” The second logician says, “I don’t know.” The third logician says, “Yes!”
 
I’m thinking about selling my theremin… I haven’t touched it in years.
 
What does the “B” in Benoit B. Mandelbrot stand for?… Benoit B. Mandelbrot.
 
Schrödinger’s cat walks into a bar. And doesn’t.
 
Heisenberg was speeding down the highway. A cop pulls him over and says “Do you have any idea how fast you were going back there?” Heisenberg says, “No, but I knew where I was.”
 

Thursday, 27 June 2013

Quick Kids

TEACHER: Why are you late?
STUDENT: Class started before I got here.

TEACHER: John, why are you doing your maths multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.

TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.

TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.

TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.
WINNIE: Me!

TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.

TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with ' I. '
MILLIE: I is..
TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'
MILLIE: All right.. 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'

TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.....

TEACHER: Now, Simon , tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mum is a good cook.

TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's.. Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.

TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher