When Nasrudin’s donkey became sick, the Mullah wept in public. “Why are you crying, Nasrudin?” asked a friend, “Your animal is still alive!” “If he does die, I will have to bury him, buy a new one at auction and then spend many days training that donkey!” replied Nasrudin. “There simply won’t be any time [...]
Entries from February 2009
February 11, 2009
No time for modesty
Nasrudin applied for a job at a logging company. The foreman was rather surprised, for Nasrudin hardly looked like a lumberjack. Nevertheless he gave Nasrudin an axe and assigned him a sizeable forest in which to work alone.
After three days Nasrudin returned. “How did you do?” asked the boss, knowing full well that Nasrudin could never [...]
February 4, 2009
Respect
“Nasrudin, my husband, you must hurry up and get ready or you will be late for the governor’s funeral!” shouted Nasrudin’s wife. “Why should I bother to go to the governor’s funeral?” asked Nasrudin. “I am quite certain he is not going to go to mine!”
