that I have received via email
(005) Hans Olaffsen
Walking through Chinatown, a tourist is fascinated with all the Chinese
restaurants, shops, signs and banners. He turns a corner and sees a building
with the sign, "Hans Olaffsen's Laundry."
"Hans Olaffsen?", he muses. "How in hell does that fit in here?" So he walks
into the shop and sees an old Chinese gentleman behind the counter. The tourist
asks, "How did this place get a name like 'Hans Olaffsen's Laundry?'" The old
man answers, "Is name of owner."
The tourist asks, "Well, who and where is the owner?"
"Me...is right here," replies the old man.
"You? How did you ever get a name like Hans Olaffsen?"
"Is simple," says the old man. "Many, many year ago when come to this country,
was stand in line at cumentation Center. Man in front was big blonde Swede. Lady
look at him and go, 'What your name?' He say,'Hans Olaffsen.' Then she look at
me and go, 'What your name?'" "I say Sem Ting."