One Sunday, a man took a pair of shoes to a shoe shop and asked the shoemaker to repair them.
"When will they be ready?" the man asked.
"I'm a bit busy, but they should be ready on Thursday."
"That's fine," the man said.
The next morning the man received a letter. He had been offered a job in another country. Within 24 hours, he was on a plane to his new job.
Twenty years passed and he returned to his hometown. He remembered his shoes.
"They were a good pair of shoes," he thought. "Is the shoemaker still there and does he still have them?" the man wondered.
He looked around and was happy to see that the shoemaker was still in the same shop.
"Good morning," he said to the shoemaker. "Twenty years ago, I brought in a pair of shoes to be repaired. Do you think you've still got them?"
"Name?" the shoemaker asked.
"Smith," the man said.
The shoemaker went to the back of his shop and a few minutes later returned. He was carrying the pair of shoes.
"Here we are," he said. "One pair of brown shoes to be repaired. I'm a bit busy now but they'll probably be ready on Thursday."