Jenkins went ice fishing. As he prepared to cut a hole in the ice, he heard a loud voice overhead saying, “There are no fish there!” 

So Jenkins moved to another location, started to cut a hole in the ice, and again hearda voice boomed, “There are no fish there!” 

Jenkins looked up, puzzled. “Is that you, Lord?” he asked. 

“No, it’s the rink manager ,” came the reply.