142. Nasruddin Needs New Clothes
The whole town had put on their best clothes for the mayor’s birthday parade.
Ashamed of his threadbare garments, Nasruddin was hiding in an alley as the parade went by. “O God,” he prayed, “please give me some new clothes!”
At that moment, a man who had bought new clothes for the celebration threw his old clothes down into the alley. Joyfully, Nasruddin grabbed the bundle, only to discover these clothes were even more shabby than his own.
“God,” said Nasruddin, “you’re going to have to do better than this!” and he threw the bundle back up in the air.
This Tale is from “Tiny Tales of Nasruddin” by Laura Gibbs. The book is licensed under the CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 license. © 2019-202The2 Laura Gibbs
The trip into Reserve yesterday went well. Desperado is now sporting new tires all the way around and the rough running engine seems to be fixed. The poor gas milage and roughness showed up as four misfire codes. replacing two cylinders coils wires and just clearing the codes on the other two made a world of difference. I’ll see if that continues during this month and then take Desperado back for a check up.
I had breakfast at Ella’s, checked in with the Post Office and told the postmistress that I would have some mail coming General delivery. Lastly I picked up a few things at Jake’s and left a note for the guy that does the ordering asking him to get me a case of Skyr or Greek yogurt, whichever he could get.