A guy is walking through China Town in New York. He is fascinated by all the
Chinese restaurants, the shops, the signs and banners on all the buildings. He
is having the greatest time just walking and looking around. He turns a corner
and sees a building with a sign that says "Hans Olafsen's Laundry". "Hans
Olafsen?" he thinks. "How in the world does that fit in here?"

So he walks into the shop and sees an old Chinese gentleman sitting in the
corner. The visitor asks, "How in the world did this place get a name like Hans
Olafsen's Laundry?"

The old man says, "Is name of owner."

The visitor asks, "Who the heck is the owner?"

"I am he," answers the oldman.

"You? How the heck did you ever get a name like Hans Olafsen?"

The old man replies, "Many years ago, when come to this country, I standing in
line at immigration office. Man in front was big Swede. Lady look at him and
say, 'What your name?' and he say, 'Hans Olafsen.' Next she look at me, 'What
your name?' I say, 'Saim Ting.'"