There was once a monk who spent twenty-five years up in a mountain cave meditating. A yogi came to visit this monk and asked him, “What are you practicing?”
The monk replied, “I am practicing the perfection of patience.”
The yogi replied, “Wonderful!” and proceeded to throw things around the cave, eat the monk’s food, and make a general nuisance of himself.
The monk was getting upset, and the yogi cranked up the volume by tearing up the monk’s books and messing up his shrine. Finally, the monk got up and started screaming at the yogi, and the yogi said, “Ah, and now where is your perfection of patience?”
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