A quiet little man was brought before a judge
. The judge looked down
at the man and then at the charges
and then down at the little man
. "Can you tell me in your own words what happened?" asked
"I'm a mathematician dealing in the nature of proof." said the man.
"Yes, go on." said the astounded judge.
"Well. I was at the library and I found the books I wanted and went
to take them out. They told me my library card had expired and I had
to get a new one. So I went to the registration office and got in
another line, and filled out my forms for another card. After that, I had to get back
in line for my card."
"Yes, go on." said the judge.
"And he asked 'Can you prove you`re from New York City?' so I