A new monk joins the trapist order and takes a vow of silence. He is however allowed to speak every ten years.

After ten years he is summoned to see the Friar.

It is ten years since you last spoke. Do you have anything to say? says the friar.

Well yes replies the monk, The bed is a little hard, could I have an extra blanket?

Ten years after this it is time to speak again.

What do you have to say? says the friar.

Well says the monk I wonder if we could have a little more milk with our cornflakes in the morning?

Ten years after this it is time once again to speak.

What do you have to say this time? asks the friar.

Ive been thinking, says the monk, Ive been here 30 years and Im really not sure Im suited to the life. I think I would like to leave

Thank God for that, says the friar, Youve done nothing but complain since you got here.