The slippers This is more like a funny story not a joke to me. I'm not a native English speaker, so my English is not that well. Madurese, a tribe from Indonesia, are known to be very religious but, unfortunately, bad tempered and proud. (OP is Madurese) It goes like this: One day, a hillbilly Madurese and his wife went to perform a sacred pilgrimage to Mecca. At their arrival to the 8 floored hotel that they are supposed to be staying throughout the pilgrimage, they were told that their room will be at the 7th floor and they were to use the elevator to get there. Soon enough they found themselves in front of the elevator waiting for the door to open to take them to their floor. This was their first elevator ride ever, they had no clue of what they should do, so they just waited for the door to open. Suddenly a bell rang and the door opened. They saw the 4 starred hotel elevator very luxurious and clean, and the floor was covered with a thick granite. A custom from their village back at Madura was that they are supposed to remove their slippers to honor the host of a clean house to maintain its cleanliness. So they did and they entered the elevator barefooted. They looked at the numbers and instinctively the husband pressed the number 7. When they finally got to the 7th floor, the elevator door opened and, Lo!, their slippers are nowhere to be found. Unluckily, a janitor was passing by and the Madurese husband stormed at him about their stolen slippers. ""What kind of a place is this?"" said the husband. ""I have politely removed my slippers in front of the elevator to honor the host, but they are now stolen!"" The janitor, who seemed to have been in this situation before, asked, ""Are both of you Madurese from Indonesia?"" ""Yes we are,"" said the husband, ""and we cut the hand of thieves back in our village!"" ""I'm sure you do,"" said the janitor, ""but before we go cutting people's hand, let's find out if we can retrieve your slippers. Do you agree?"" ask the janitor. ""Sure,"" said the husband, ""they are my best slippers and they are not cheap! If the thief can bring them back to us, we may be persuaded to forgive them. No hands to be cut!"" And the janitor lead them back inside the elevator and accompany them to descend to the lobby. When the elevator door opened, sure enough, the slippers are there in front of them. Smiling, the Madurese husband said, ""Look! The thief brought our slippers back. Even in Mecca, no one would mess with Madurese!""