A Little Wager
An rather elderly lady carrying a soiled lunchbag
walked into the main offices of the Chase
Mahattan Bank, went to the nearest teller's
window, plunked down the bag, and said: 'I wish
to make a deposit, but beforehand I'd like to
meet with the President of the bank'
The clerk was about to explain that this was
quite impossible, when a quick count showed there
to be somewhat over 3 million dollars in cash in
the sack!
Flabergasted at the amount, he called upstairs to
the President's office and explained the
situation to his secretary who relayed it to her
boss. The old lady was ushered upstairs into the
President's office and introductions were made.
Wondering how this old lady had come by such a
tidy sum, the President inquired:
'Are you in the stock market?'
'No'
'Play the horses then...?'
'No,...actually I do wager,...but I prefer to
bet on people.'
'I see.' said the President.
'Yes', continued the old lady,...'As a matter of
fact, I will wager you $25,000.00 dollars that by
tomorrow morning at 9 O'clock your balls will be
square!'
Speculating that he could not possibly lose the
bet, the President said: 'I'll have to take you
up on that one!'
He and the old lady shook hands and parted
company. The President was very carefull the rest
of the day and did not go out that evening to
avoid risk. Next morning as he was showering, he
checked himself and all was as it should be. He
went to work humming!
At exactly 9 O'clock the old lady was again shown
into the President's office only this time
accompanied by a distinguished looking gentleman
in an expensive suit. The woman explained, 'This
is Mr. Bartelby my attorney, I always bring him
along when dealing in large sums.'
The President acknowledged the lawyer and then
said, 'Well I hate to tell you this, but I am the
same as yesterday only $25000.00 richer!'
The old lady asked for proof, and in light of the
sum involved, the President agreed to drop his
trousers to allow the old lady to grasp his
scrotum.
At this point the attorney started to bang his
head against the President's desk with vigor.
'What's wrong with him!' asked the President.
'Oh him,' said the woman, 'I bet him $100000.00
yesterday that by 9:15 tomorrow I would have the
President of Chase Manhattan Bank by the balls!'
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