gchang
11-25-2007, 10:55 PM
Years ago, a sweet little old lady sold pretzels on a street corner for 25 cents each. Every day, as a young businessman left his office building for lunch, he would pass her stand, leave her a quarter, but never take a pretzel. They never exchanged a word even though this went on for several years. One day, after the young man had left his quarter as always, the pretzel lady finally spoke to him. "Sir, I appreciate your business and you're a good customer, but the price of pretzels has gone up to 35 cents!"