instant Humour

A sardarji goes for a job interview in an office. The interviewer starts with the basics. “So, Mr., can you tell us your age, please?”

The sardarji counts carefully on his fingers for half a minute before
replying. “Um … 22.”

The interviewer tries another straightforward one to break the ice. “And can you tell us your height, please?” The sardarji stands up and produces a measuring tape from his handbag. He then traps one end under his foot and extends the tape to the top of his head. He checks the measurement and announces, “Five foot two!”

This isn’t looking good so the interviewer goes for the real basics; something the he won’t have to count, measure, or lookup. “Just to confirm for our records, your name please?”

The sardarji bobs his head from side to side for about fifteen seconds, mouthing something silently to himself, before replying, “Gurpreet” The interviewer is completely baffled at this stage, so he asks, “What were you doing when I asked you your name?”

“Oh, that!” replies the sardarji,” I was just running through that song, “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…Happy Birthday dear Gurpreet…happy birthday to you…”