--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, azgrey <no_re...@...> wrote: > > A little old lady sold pretzels on a street corner for 25 > cents each. Every day a young man would leave his office > building at lunch time and as he passed the pretzel stand > he would leave her a quarter, but never take a pretzel. > > And this went on for more then 3 years. The two of them > never spoke. One day as the young man passed the old > lady's stand and left his quarter as usual, the pretzel > lady spoke to him. > > Without blinking an eye she said: > > "They're 35 cents now."
Good for her. The young man had been subtly dissing her by treating her as a charity case instead of an entrepreneur.
