One man woke up one morning and realized he was sleeping naked on the floor of his room and all his properties were gone. He recalled that he slept on his mattress fully clothed the night before and his properties were intact. What went wrong?
The stories goes with some tweaking:
While he was asleep, thieves entered his room and took away all his properties. The thieves realized that even with all the noise, the owner of the items was still sound asleep. 'What the hell!' They decided to move the owner from the mattress to the bare floor and then carried out the mattress. Even then the man was still asleep. Then they noticed that the man was putting on an expensive shirt, belt and trouser. So, they decided to remove the man's clothes; yet, the man slept on. They even removed his boxes without stress. Finally, they left a note for the man:
'Hello, Sir! Are you a log of wood? Don't worry, we shall come back for you when we have a suitable buyer.'
Henceforth, this man was nicknamed LOW (log of wood).
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I once met a guy whose name was Orga. Some pronounce it like 'Oga' (which means master; used to address a worker or someone with more seniority). When Orga was in primary school, his teacher asked him, 'What's your name?' He replied: 'Orga.' The teacher thought he said 'Oga.' The teacher was so upset that he started flogging the student, 'Are you mad? Do you expect me to call you 'Oga'?' The student cried, 'Master, Master, that is my name ooo...'
Imagine Orga went to work as a driver to one rich man (original Oga). One day, the rich man was expecting some important guests he's not met before. When the guests arrived, the rich man called out to his driver, 'Orga, please come, the guests have arrived.' The visitors thought that Orga was the original Oga they came to see. Before long, they were paying homage to Orga. Orga shouted, 'No, no, no, I'm not the Oga. See my Oga.' Imagine the confusion. Anyway, the issue was clarified. After the guests left, original Oga told his driver, 'Orga, we have to change your name before you use your funny name to take over my business.'
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One company advertised for cleaners. On the day of the interview, a number of persons showed up. There was this man who showed up with his credentials: B.Sc, M.Sc, etc. The interviewers were surprised and wondered why a man with such qualifications be applying for a cleaning job.
When it got to the man's turn, he was asked: 'Sir, why did you apply for this job? You have enough qualifications to get you a better job.'
The man replied, 'I'm intrigued about the art of cleaning. I often wonder about the simple pleasures of the cleaner. The cleaner does the job of wiping away the dirt, the ills, the wrongs of others.... Think about the science of cleaning. The use of antiseptics. Do you know the origin of the first antiseptic? Do you know the wealth of history behind that simple yet profound discovery?.....'
This man kept talking and talking and talking... After one and the half hour of lecture on the art and science of cleaning, the interviewers, who did not know the answers to his questions, knew what was going on here. All was not well.
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