An old Arab was admitted to Hospital for heart surgery, but prior to the surgery, the doctors needed to store his type of blood in case the need arose:
As the old man had a very rare type of blood, it couldn’t be found locally, so the call went out.
Finally, a Scotsman was located who had the same blood type.
The Scot willingly donated his blood for the old man.
The old man sent the Scotsman, as appreciation for giving his blood, a new BMW, diamonds and $100,000, happy that his surgery could now go ahead.
A couple of months later, once again, the old Arab had to go through corrective surgery.
His doctor telephoned the Scotsman who was more than happy to donate his blood again.
After the second surgery, the old Arab sent the Scotsman a thank-you card and a box of Quality Street chocolates.
The Scotsman was shocked that the old man did not reciprocate his previous kind gesture as he had anticipated.
He phoned the old Arab and asked him:
“I thought you would be generous again, that you would give me a BMW, diamonds & money, but you gave me only a thank-you card and a box of Quality Street.”
To this, the old man replied:
“Aye, laddie, but I now have Scottish blood in me veins.”
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