The Businesswoman

An old Jewish lady sold pretzels on a street corner for 50 cents each. Every day a young well-dressed man would leave his office building at lunch time, and as he passed the pretzel stand, he would leave her two quarters, but he never took a pretzel.

This went on for more than two years. The two of them never spoke. One day, as the young man passed the old lady's stand and left his two quarters as usual, the pretzel lady spoke to him.

"Sir, I appreciate your business. You are a very good customer, but I have to tell you that the pretzel price has gone up to 60 cents."