A man goes to the bank for a loan to start a business. The bank manager asks what he intends to do.
“I’m going to start a cafe, sell coffee to take out and call it ‘Starbucks’,” replies Mr. Man.
“I think it’s been done already,” says the bank manager. “Come back when you have an original idea!”
A week later, Mr. Man goes back to the bank. “You’ll love this one,” he says. “Me and the wife are going to open a cheap-as-chips supermarket, pile it high, sell it cheap sort of thing! We thought ‘Aldi’ might be a good name!”
After a quick face-palm, the bank manager says, “I think it’s been done already. Come back when you have an original idea!”
A month later, Mr. Man re-appears. “I’ve got it this time,” he tells the bank manager. “I’m going to start importing cheese, but not any old cheese!”
At this the bank manager’s interest is piqued. “Go on…,” he says.
“Well,” says Mr. Man, “all the cheese is going to be sourced from the Middle East, and one country in particular – Israel!”
“Wow!” says the bank manager, “this is a great idea – I don’t know of such a niche cheese shop anywhere, so it could work. What are you going to call the business?”
“Cheeses of Nazareth!”
I’m here all week…