The Man Who Sold Hot Dogs

There was a man who lived by the side of the road and sold hot dogs. He was hard of hearing so he didn’t listen to the radio. He had trouble with his eyes so he read no newspapers and didn’t own a tv. But he sold good hot dogs. He put up signs on the highway telling people how good the hot dogs were. He stood by the side of the road and cried, “Buy a hot dog mister?” And people bought.

He increased his meat and bun orders. He bought a bigger stove to take care of his trade. He finally got his son home from college to help him out.

But then something happened. One day his son said, “Father, I’ve been listening to the radio. I’ve been reading the newspapers and watching the news on tv. There’s a big recession. The European situation is terrible. The domestic situation is worse.”

Whereupon the father thought, “Well, my son’s been to college, he reads the newspapers and he listens to the radio and watches tv. He ought to know.”

So the father cut down on his bun orders, took down his advertising signs and no longer bothered to stand out on the highway selling hot dogs. And his hot dog sales fell overnight.

“You’re right, son,” the old man said to his boy. “We’re certainly in the middle of a great recession."

'Nuff said.