An income tax officer entered Andrew's office one morning and asked for his account books. Andrew was hesitant and upset as he was not sure of his accounts. The Income tax officer, an old hand at this game, guessed what was going on in Andrew’s mind and tried to sooth him: “Mr. Andrew, you are living in a great democratic country and doing good business without any trouble. In return, your country expects you to pay your taxes with a smile, is it too much?”
Andrew (relieved): “With a smile? Thank god for small mercies, I thought it will have to be cash.”
Andrew (relieved): “With a smile? Thank god for small mercies, I thought it will have to be cash.”