An armless man applied to an abbey to be their steeple bell-ringer. The Head Abbot says to the armless man, "We'd love to hire you, but without arms, you couldn't do the job." The armless man replies, "Try me for 1 week. If you're not happy with me, I'll leave." And, so he set about his work. The head abbot was astonished to see the man ringing the bells with his head and face. The man did a good job so they kept him. However, during a summer thunder storm, the man slipped and fell out of the tower. He died upon impact. The head abbot asked if anyone knew the man's name or family. Only one other abbot answered," I don't know his name or family, but his face rings a bell."
About 6 months later, the deceased man's twin brother applied for the same
job. Armless himself, he offered the same conditions as his brother had. As
expected, the head abbot was impressed with the man's skill in using his head
and face. Again, during an early snow, the twin slipped and plummeted to the
ground. Everyone gathered around, asking if someone had yet to get the man's
family name or knew who he was. One abbot spoke up," I didn't really know him,
but he's a dead ringer for the last guy."