A Sardarji is speaking to her psychiatrist.
Sardarji: "I'm on the road a lot, and my clients are complaining that they
can never reach me."
Psychiatrist: "Don't you have a phone in your car?"
Sardarji: "That was a little too expensive, so I did the next best thing. I put
a mailbox in my car.
Psychiatrist: "Uh ... How's that working?"
Sardarji: "Actually, I haven't gotten any letters yet."
Psychiatrist: "And why do you think that is?"
Sardarji: "I figure its because when I'm driving around, my zip code keeps
changing."