Post by TheInfoMan on Apr 19, 2012 22:28:46 GMT -5
One day an old Iranian man who had retired as an American citizen called his son on the phone.
"I don't know what to do about my garden. After the last harvest and the dry summer, the ground has become too hard for me to till. I don't have the strength to plant seeds as the tough dirt will is too strong for my arthritic hands to plow. Please come here and help me sow it."
"I'm sorry, father, but I cannot at this time," his son replied. "I'm about to close a large contract at work and leaving now would be detrimental to its success. Also, you should not dig too deep or you will find the package my fellow brothers at the mosque back at home buried there so many years ago."
The next day, several government agents arrived with a backhoe and shovels, tearing the land apart in search of the mysterious package, unable to find it.
That night, the man wrote his son a letter...
"Dear son,
Thank you ever so much for your kind words on the phone call. The ground is now quite soft and easy for me to plant.
Love,
Your father."
"I don't know what to do about my garden. After the last harvest and the dry summer, the ground has become too hard for me to till. I don't have the strength to plant seeds as the tough dirt will is too strong for my arthritic hands to plow. Please come here and help me sow it."
"I'm sorry, father, but I cannot at this time," his son replied. "I'm about to close a large contract at work and leaving now would be detrimental to its success. Also, you should not dig too deep or you will find the package my fellow brothers at the mosque back at home buried there so many years ago."
The next day, several government agents arrived with a backhoe and shovels, tearing the land apart in search of the mysterious package, unable to find it.
That night, the man wrote his son a letter...
"Dear son,
Thank you ever so much for your kind words on the phone call. The ground is now quite soft and easy for me to plant.
Love,
Your father."