> > *Something to make you laugh on a cold Tuesday morning.* > > A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to > the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down. Do you > think I could stay the night?" > > The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fixed his car. > As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. The next morning, > he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, "We can't tell you. > You're not a monk." > > The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry > way. > > Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery. > The monks accept him, feed him, and fixed his car. That night, he hears the > same strange noise that he had heard years earlier. The next morning, he > asks what it is, but the monks reply, "We can't tell you. You're not a > monk." > > The man says, "All right, all right. I'm dying to know. If the only way I > can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a > monk?" > > The monks reply, "You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of > grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these > numbers, you will become a monk." > > The man sets about his task. Forty-five years later, he returns and knocks > on the door of the monastery. He says, "I have traveled the earth and have > found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and > 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth." > > The monks reply, "Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show > you the way to the sound." > > The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, "The > sound is right behind that door." > > The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, "Real funny, > may I have the key?" > > The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door > is another door made of stone. The man demands the key to the stone door. > The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of > ruby. > > He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is > another door, this one made of sapphire. So it went until the man had gone > through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, amethyst... > > Finally, the monks say, "This is the last key to the last door." > > The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and > behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound. > > But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk. >
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