The Nest Egg
Jones was having difficulties in business. “If I had as little as a thousand dollars in actual cash right now, this minute,” he said to his wife sadly, “it might make all the difference.”
“If that is all,” said Mrs. Jones, “then all is well.”
She ran upstairs and came down with a large jar filled with bills.
“I’ve kept this as a secret nest egg. You see, ever since we got married, I put a ten-dollar bill into the jar every time we made love. You can have it now. There’s almost three thousand dollars there.”
Jones looked at the jar with stupefaction. Finally he said, “Oh, if only I had given you all of my business.”