A Sardar, recently arrived in the US, wanting to earn some money, decides to become a 'handy-man' and starts looking for some work in an up market colony nearby.
He goes to the front door of the nearest house and asks the owner, another Indian, if he had any odd jobs for him to do.
"Well, you can paint my porch, how much will you charge?" the owner says.
The Sardar responds, "How about $50?"
The owner says "Fine, there's a can of brown paint and brushes in the garage."
The owner's wife, inside the house, overhearing the conversation asks to her husband, "Does he realize that the porch goes all around the house? That's a whole day's job."
The man replies, "He should; he was standing on it. Do you think he's dumb?"
"No, I don't think so. I guess I'm just influenced by those stupid Sardar e-mail jokes we keep receiving."
A short time later, the Sardar comes to the door and asks for the $50.
"You've finished already?" the husband asks.
"Yes," he replies, "and there was paint left over, so I gave it two coats."
Impressed, the man reaches into his pocket for the money and hands it to him.
"And by the way," the turbaned guy adds, "it's not a Porch, it's a BMW..."
He goes to the front door of the nearest house and asks the owner, another Indian, if he had any odd jobs for him to do.
"Well, you can paint my porch, how much will you charge?" the owner says.
The Sardar responds, "How about $50?"
The owner says "Fine, there's a can of brown paint and brushes in the garage."
The owner's wife, inside the house, overhearing the conversation asks to her husband, "Does he realize that the porch goes all around the house? That's a whole day's job."
The man replies, "He should; he was standing on it. Do you think he's dumb?"
"No, I don't think so. I guess I'm just influenced by those stupid Sardar e-mail jokes we keep receiving."
A short time later, the Sardar comes to the door and asks for the $50.
"You've finished already?" the husband asks.
"Yes," he replies, "and there was paint left over, so I gave it two coats."
Impressed, the man reaches into his pocket for the money and hands it to him.
"And by the way," the turbaned guy adds, "it's not a Porch, it's a BMW..."
