The tourist, an old woman, was terribly impressed with the
flowing white beard of the doorman of the hotel she was staying.
"Could I have just one hair off your beard as a souvenir?" she asked
"Oh, I can't madam. It is against my custom," replied the doorman
"Oh, come on, just one," pleaded the tourist.
"Certainly out of the question, madam," replied the doorman.
"Look, either you give me a hair or I'll report you to the manager
for making a pass at me!" threatened the tourist.
The doorman sighed. Obviously this was nothing new to him.
"All right," he said and turning away, he reached into his trousers
and pulled out a hair. "Here you are."
"But this is not from your beard!!" protested the tourist.
"It is all the same, madam," said the doorman.
He pointed to his beard and said,
"This is from the showroom. That is from the storeroom."