A fifteen year old boy came home with a late model Porsche
and his parents began to yell and scream, “Where did you
get that car??!!” He calmly told them, “I bought it today”
“With what money?”. demanded his parents. “We know what a
Porsche costs.” “Well”, said the boy, “this one cost me
fifteen dollars” So the parents began to yell even louder.
“Who would sell a car like that for fifteen dollars??” they
said. “It was the lady up the street”, said the boy. “I don’t
know her name..they just moved in. She saw me ride past on
my bike and asked if I wanted to buy a Porsche for fifteen
dollars.” “Oh mercy,” moaned the mother, “John you better go
up there and see what’s going on.” So the boy’s father walked
up the street to the house where the lady lived and found her
out in the yard calmly planting flowers. He introduced himself
as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a Porsche for
fifteen dollars and asked why she did it. “Well”, she said,
“This morning I got phone call from my husband. I thought he
was on a business trip, but it seems he has run off to Hawaii
with his secretary and doesn’t plan on coming back. He asked
me to sell his new Porsche and send him the money. So I did.”