The Bargain Window
Two old friends, Pat and Mike, were walking down a busy downtown street when Pat suddenly stopped and pointed at a shop window. A big sign caught his eye:
“Suits – $10 each. Shirts – $5 each. Pants – $7.50 a pair.”
Pat leaned in and whispered, “Would you look at that! We could buy a truckload of these, take them back home, and make a fortune. But listen—let me do the talking. If they hear our accents, they might think we’re a couple of small-town boys and try to take advantage. I’ll use my best fancy voice.”
Mike nodded. “Fine by me, Pat. I’ll keep quiet.”
So they walked inside. Pat straightened up, cleared his throat, and in his most polished tone said: “Good afternoon, sir! I’ll take fifty suits at ten dollars each, one hundred shirts at five dollars each, and fifty pairs of pants at seven-fifty. I’ll just bring my truck around so we can load them up.”
The shopkeeper studied him for a moment and asked quietly, “You’re not from around here, are you?”
Pat blinked. “Well… no, I’m not. What gave it away?”
The shopkeeper leaned closer and said: “Because this is a dry cleaners.”
