Nasruddin and his wife had gone shopping at the market and then Nasruddin hired a porter to help carry their purchases home. As they were descending along a steep path, the porter stumbled and fell, screaming, to his death.
Nasruddin's wife stood there, speechless with shock, while Nasruddin proclaimed, "Thank you, God, for your mercy!"
"What do you mean, husband?" she asked. "Why would you thank God for a man's death?"
"I am not thanking God that the poor man has died," Nasruddin replied. "I am simply thanking God for the fact that I had not paid the man yet."
Inspired by: The World of Nasrudin by Idries Shah, free to read online at the Idries Shah Foundation.
Notes: This is story #21 in the book.
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