"Let bygones be bygones," she said. "Hurry, or we'll be late!"
She was ready to go, but Nasruddin had not even started to get dressed yet.
"Nasruddin!" she yelled. "You have to get dressed! It's not polite to show up late to a funeral."
"I don't think I'm going to go to the mayor's funeral," Nasruddin replied. "What's the point after all? He is certainly not going to come to mine."
Inspired by: The World of Nasrudin by Idries Shah, free to read online at the Idries Shah Foundation.
Notes: This is story #222 in the book.