Mulla Nasreddin remained unemployed for many, many years, because he wanted to be an actor, but had no talent, but every day he went to an agent. He knocked on the door hopefully, entered the office and asked:
- Did something happen? Am I registered somewhere? The agent always said the same thing:
“I can’t do anything, there’s no way.” Days, weeks, years passed, and the Mulla’s knocking became familiar. Regardless of the season, regardless of the weather - good or bad - the agent was sure of one thing: Mullah would come. And Mulla asked again with hope, and the agent again said the same thing:
- Nasreddin, I can’t do anything, there’s no way.
Then one day another knock was heard, a little sad, and when Mulla entered, the agent was surprised because he was sad. Mulla said:
- Listen, don’t sign me up anywhere for two weeks, because I’m going on vacation.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru