Stockbroker Audit

"Take Her Check"*

*My friend Bev and her husband were re-shingling
their roof. As soon as they started, they realized
they needed more supplies, so Bev grabbed the
checkbook, jumped into her car, and drove the 45
miles to the nearest lumberyard.

After gathering the items she needed, Bev went
up to the cashier and wrote a check. "I really need
to see a photo ID." the clerk said.

"I don't have one on me," Bev replied.

The cashier called over the manager, who examined
the check. Then the manager looked up and asked
Bev, "Who is the Avon lady in your town?"

Puzzled, Bev responded, "Maxine Thompson."

"Take her check," the smiling manager said to the
cashier. "Maxine is my grandmother."

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"Stockbroker Audit"*

*The stockbroker received notice from the IRS
that he was being audited.

He showed up at the appointed time and place
with all his financial records, then sat for what
seemed like hours as the accountant pored over them.

Finally the IRS agent looked up and commented,
"You must have been a tremendous fan of Sir
Arthur Conan Doyle."

"Why would you say that?" wondered the broker.

"Because you've made more brilliant deductions
on your last three returns than Sherlock Holmes
made in his entire career."
Received on Sun Feb 15 07:35:11 2009