A 16-year-old boy comes home with a
brand-new Porsche one day. As you might
expect, his parents freak out a little
bit.
“Where on Earth did you get that car?”
demands his mother.
“I bought it today,” the boy calmly
replies
“With what money?” his parents exclaim.
“We know what a Porsche costs.”
“With my allowance money,” answers the
boy.
“It was just 15 bucks. And look, here’s
the title to it!”
This gets the parents even more worked
up.
“Fifteen bucks??? Who the heck sells a
brand-new Porsche for fifteen bucks?”
they ask.
“It was the lady that just moved in up
the street,” says the boy.
“I don’t know her name. She saw me ride
past on my bike and asked me if I
wanted
to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars.”
“Well, there must have been some kind
of
mistake,” says the mother.
Turning to her husband, she
says, “John,
you go right up there and see what’s
going on.”
So the boy’s father walks up the
street,
where he finds an attractive middle-
aged
woman in the front yard planting
petunias. He introduces himself and
says
he’s looking for a woman who just sold
a
Porsche to his son.
“Oh, yes,” she responds.
“That was me. I hope he’s enjoying it!”
“Er… yes, very much,” replies the
father.
“But to tell you the truth, we can’t
understand what just happened. Why in
the world did you sell it for such a
low
price?”
“Well,” she says, “this morning I got a
phone call from my husband. I thought
he
was on a business trip, but I learned
from a friend that he ran off to Hawaii
with his secretary and really doesn’t
plan to come back. He said he was
stranded and asked me to sell his new
Porsche and send him the money. So I
did.”
