The Mulla Nasruddin went into a bank. After queuing for hours, he finally got to go up to the counter. ‘Do you have any identification?’ asked the teller (who was standing in for the five who had b...voir plusThe Mulla Nasruddin went into a bank. After queuing for hours, he finally got to go up to the counter. ‘Do you have any identification?’ asked the teller (who was standing in for the five who had been laid off). ‘What do you mean?’ asked the Mulla.
‘Well, can you prove that you are who you say you are – we can’t be too careful these days, with all you Middle Eastern money-launderers.” The Mulla searched about in his pockets and finally retrieved something the size of a credit card. It was a mirrvoir moins