An Arizona Highway Patrol officer pulls over a Harley for speeding and asks the older biker his name. “Fred,” he replies. “Fred what?” the officer asks. “Just Fred,” the biker responds. The officer, in a good mood, considers giving him a warning instead of a ticket and presses for a last name. The biker explains that he used to have one but lost it.
The officer, thinking he’s dealing with a quirky character, plays along. «Fred, how did you lose your last name?» The old biker responds. «So bear with me, I have a long story. My name is Fred Johnson. I put in a lot of effort and achieved excellent academic results. After some time, I understood that I wanted to become a doctor. After years of hard work and dedication, I successfully completed my journey through college, medical school, internship, and residency, ultimately earning my well-deserved degree. It was a moment of great accomplishment for me, and I felt a sense of pride and fulfillment.
