office, ready to show it off to his colleagues. As he got out, a truck came
along, too close to the curb, and completely tore off the driver's door.
The banker immediately grabbed his cell phone, dialed 999, and it wasn't more
than 5 minutes before a policeman pulled up.
Before the cop had a chance to ask any questions, the banker started
screaming hysterically. His car, which he had just picked up the day before,
was now completely ruined and would never be the same, no matter how the body
shop tried to make it new again.
After the banker finally wound down from his rant, the cop shook his head
indisgust and disbelief.
"I can't believe how materialistic you bankers are," he said. "You are so
focused on your possessions that you don't notice anything else."
"How can you say such a thing?" asked the banker, arrogantly.
The cop replied, "Didn't you know that your left arm is missing from the
elbow down? It must have been torn off when the truck hit you."
"F*ck!!!!!!!!" screamed the banker. "Where's my Rolex?"
