The barber

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One day a florist went to a barber for a haircut.
After the cut, he asked about his bill, and the barber replied, “I can’t accept any money from you, I’m doing community service this week.” The florist was very content and left the shop.
When the barber went to open his shop the next morning, he found a ‘thank you’ card and a dozen roses outside his door.
Later, a baker came in for a haircut, and when he tried to pay his bill, the barber again replied, “I can’t accept any money from you, I’m doing community service this week.” The baker was very happy and left the shop.
The next morning, when the barber went to open his shop, he found a ‘thank you’ card and a dozen cream buns outside his door.
Then a member of parliament came in for a haircut and, when he went to pay his bill, the barber again replied, “I can’t accept money from you, I’m doing community service this week.” The member of parliament was very pleased and left the shop.
The next morning, when the barber went to open his shop, he found a dozen members of parliament outside his door waiting for a free haircut.
And that, my friends, illustrates the fundamental difference between the citizens of our country and the politicians who run it.

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The young boy and the old man

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“Sometimes I drop my spoon,” said the young boy.
“Sometimes I do that, too,” said the old man.
“Sometimes I wet my pants,” whispered the young boy.
“That happens to me, too,” laughed the old man.
“I often cry,” said the young boy.
The old man nodded, “So do I.”
“But worst of all,” said the young boy, “grown-ups never pay any attention to me.”
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand, “I know what you mean,” said the old man.

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