SORRY I ASKED, PADRE
There was a Trappist Monk who was allowed to say only two words every three years. After the first three years, he met with his orders' Brother Superior and said, "Bad bed!". Three years later, he came back to say, "Bad food!" After three more years of silence, the monk said, "No TV!" Another three years passed. This time, when the monk met Brother Superior, he handed him his robes and sandals and announced, "I Quit!" Brother Superior said, "Well don't expect me to try and dissuade you. You've done nothing but complain since you got here."
(From the book Winning Every Day, by Lou Holtz)
