One day Mulla Nasrudin went to a department store to buy his wife some nylon stockings. Inadvertently, he got caught in a mad rush at a bargain counter where a special sale was in progress. He found himself being pushed and stepped on by crush of frantic women. He stood it as long as he could, but finally in desperation, with head down and elbows out, he plowed his way out through the crowd.
“You there!” said a woman. “Can’t you act like a gentleman?”
“Not anymore,” said Nasrudin. “I’ve been acting like a gentleman for an hour. From now on, I am acting like a lady.”