One day Jack's wife was cleaning out a closet.#
"Look at all these umbrellas," Jack's wife said to him. "There are eight and
they are all broken."#
"I'll take them all to the umbrella shop and have them repair," Jack said.
"They are too good to throw away."#
Jack took the eight umbrellas to the shop and left them there. "They'll be
ready tomorrow," the shopkeeper said.#
That evening Jack went home from the office by bus, as usual. He sat next to
an old woman. She had an umbrella on the floor near her.#
When the bus reached his stop, he picked up her umbrella and stood up.#
"Hey!" the woman said. "That's my umbrella."#
"I'm so sorry," Jack said, giving it to her. "I wasn't thinking. Please
forgieve me."#
The next day he collected the umbrella from the umbrella shop and got on the
bus.#
As he sat down, a voice behind him said, "You have certainly had a successful
day!"#
He turned around and saw the woman whose umbrella he had almost taken the day
before.&