A clergyman, walking down a country lane, sees a young farmer struggling to load hay back onto a cart after it had fallen off.
“You look tired, my son,” said the cleric. “Why don’t you rest a moment, then I’ll give you a hand.”
“No thanks,” said the young man. “My father wouldn’t approve.”
“Don’t be silly,” the minister said. “Everyone is entitled to a break. Come and have a drink of water.”
Again the young man protested that his father would be upset.
Losing his patience just a little, the clergyman said, “Your father must be a real slave driver. Tell me where I can find him and I’ll give him a piece of my mind!”
“Well,” replied the young farmer, “you can tell him whatever you like just as soon as I get this hay off him!”