Lookiing for a job, don't feel too bad, you could be this fellow out looking for work:
A cathedral had posted a "Help Wanted: Bell Ringer" sign in front of the church.
A man came to the door of the church and, having no arms,
banged his head against the door to knock.
The priest answered, and asked, "How can I help you, my son?"
"I've come for the bell-ringer position," the man replied eagerly.
The priest looked at the man, wondering what to say, but before he could say anything, the enthusiastic man rushed past him and ran up the steps to the belfry.
The priest ran after him and as he reached the top of the stairs, to his horror, he saw the armless man jump face-first into the bell.
"DONG!!!!" went the bell. The priest was overwhelmed by this display. "My son, please..." he started, but to no avail, as the man was already jumping again.
"DONG!!!" "Please stop this, my son!" yelled the priest, but the man just backed up for another charge. As he started to run towards the bell again, the priest managed to get in front of him, but just at the last moment, the armless man dodged to the side, tripped, and fell from the belfry.
Horrified, the priest ran downstairs and outside, where a crowd of people had gathered around the body of the armless man.
"Who is this?" asked a member of the crowd, turning to the priest.
"I don't know," the priest responded, "but his face sure rings a bell."
A few weeks later, as the priest was sitting in his office contemplating the service for the upcoming mass, he heard a knock at the door.
Upon opening it he saw another armless man, identical to the unfortunate soul who had visited him before. At first the priest just stared in shock, thinking it was the same person, but realizing it couldn't possibly be.
Finally he managed to blurt out, "Can. . .can I help you?"
"Yes," answered the man, "I have come to pay respects to my dead twin brother. He was here a few weeks ago and died in a tragic accident."
"Oh! Oh, your twin!" exclaimed the priest. "Oh my, yes! I am so very sorry for your loss, my son. Would you like to come in and light a
candle for him?"
"No, I just want to ring the bell for him."
"No! Wait!" the priest cried, feeling like he was trapped in a recurring nightmare. But the armless man went dashing up the stairs before the priest could do anything. Just as his brother had done earlier, the man jumped face-first into the bell.
"DONG!!!!!" "No! Please, my son! Stop!" the priest cried in desperation.
"DONG!!!!!" The hysterical priest ran about frantically, trying to tackle the fanatic bell-ringer.
Suddenly, the second armless man tripped, and he too fell to his death on the pavement below.
The poor priest was utterly shocked and horrified. He frantically dashed down to the church yard, and again found a crowd of people looking over the body. "Who is this?" inquired one of the people.
"I don't know," replied the priest, "but he's a dead ringer for his brother."
