A busty blonde woman walks into a New York bank and goes straight up to the counter.
“Hello,” the man behind the counter says to the woman. “How can I help you today?”
The blonde has to think for a moment and finally says, “I need a loan of two-hundred and fifty dollars.”
The bank teller responds, “That’s not a problem, miss. We’ll need you to put something up as collateral.”
She takes another moment to think and says, “I have a car. I’ll put that up!”
The bank teller pulls out a form and asks her, “That would work. What kind of car is it?”
The blonde hands the teller her keys and answers, “It’s a bright orange Lamborghini. It’s parked right outside.”
She leaves, and the teller finishes the form, dumbfounded by this unusual transaction.
A week later, she returns with the loan and all of the interest that had gathered over the last week. She walks up to the same teller and hands him the money. He then returns her the keys.
As she is leaving, the teller can’t fight the urge to ask, “Excuse, miss. I just have one question. Why did you put this four-hundred thousand car up as collateral for such a small amount of money?”
She turns and replies, “Where else in New York City am I supposed to find parking for a week for as little as the interest on two-hundred and fifty dollars?”
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