Times were tough in the credit crunch of 1275, and the Mullah Nasrudin had to take a job in a local pottery factory churning urns. Even Mullahs were feeling the pinch, but a 9 to 5 didn’t sit well with someone used to being his own boss. In the middle of his shift, Nasrudin suddenly got up from his wheel and walked towards the door. “What are you doing?” asked the manager. “I am going to get my hair cut,” replied Nasrudin. “You can’t do that on company time!” exclaimed the manager. “But my hair grew on company time,” responded, Nasrudin. “No, you didn’t grow all of it on company time!” “OK, then I won’t have it all off.”
November 26, 2008...2:38 pm
Nasrudin’s haircut
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