Originally Posted by Shea
My favorite one is one my Irish grandmother told me: When she was a girl in Ireland, a friend of hers lived alone and like most people was very poor. But when this friend would go to town to the market, she would leave her cottage door open and have tea ready on the table. One day, my grandmother asked her, "Why do you leave your door open like that? Why don't you lock it to keep the thieves out?" She answered, "Oh, no child! Suppose some poor soul was passing and needed a cup of tea! They could come in and help themselves!"