A young accountant, straight out of uni, applies for a job advertised in the Sydney Morning Herald.
He is interviewed by the owner of a small business who has built it up from scratch.
“I need someone with an accounting degree,” says the man, “but mainly I’m looking for someone to do my worrying for me.”
“How do you mean?” says the accountant.
“I have lots of things to worry about, but I want someone else to worry about money matters.”
“OK,” says the accountant.
“How much are you offering?” “You can start on seventy-five thousand,” says the owner.
“Seventy-five thousand dollars.
How can a business like this afford to pay so much?”
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“That,” says the man, “is your first worry.”
A Rich Wall Street trader visits a village
One day, a rich wall street trader visits a village
During his stay, he sees a young man sleeping every day and doing nothing outside his house. So he decides to persuade him to change his life and goes on to talk to him.
Trader: Hello young man, looks like you have nothing to do. I suggest you come with me to New York.
Man: What happens then?
Trader: I’ll make you a stock trader and you’ll earn lots of money.
Man: What happens then?
Trader: With that new wealth, you can buy a new house, a new car, a yacht, or anything you want.
Man: What happens then?
Trader: You don’t have to worry about your future and have a relaxing life.
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Man: What does it look like I am doing right now?
