The Blonde and the Lord

A blonde wanted to go ice fishing. She'd seen many books on the
 subject, and finally getting all the necessary tools together, she
 made for the ice.  After positioning her comfy footstool she started to make a circular
 cut in the ice, suddenly from the above a voice boomed,
 "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE."

 Startled, the blonde moved further down the ice, poured a thermos of
 cappuccino and began to cut yet another hole, again from above
 the voice bellowed,
 "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE."

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The blonde, now worried moved away clear down to the opposite end of the ice,
 she set up her stool once more and tried again to cut her hole.
 The voice came once more,
 "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE."

She stopped, looked skyward and said,
 "IS THAT YOU LORD?"

 The voice replied,
 "No, this is the manager of the hockey rink."