"Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies, perhaps someone else..."
"No, I must see Natalie."
Just then Valerie appeared and announced to the man that she charged $1,000 per visit. Without blinking, the man reached into his pocket and handed her ten $100 bills. The two went up to a room for an hour, whereafter the man calmly left.
The next night he appeared again demanding to see Valerie. Valerie explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row and that there were discounts...it was still $1,000 a visit. Again the man took out the money, and the two went up to the room. An hour later, he left.
When he showed up the third consecutive night, no one could believe it. Again he handed Valerie the money and up to the room they went. At the of the hour, Valerie questioned the man: "No one has ever used my services three nights in a row. Where are you from?"
The man replied, "I'm from North Carolina."
"Really?" replied Valerie. "I have family who live there."
"Yes, I know," said the man. "Your father died, and I'm your sister's attorney. I was sent to deliver your three-thousand dollar inheritance.
The moral of the story is that, in life, three things are certain: death, taxes, and getting screwed by an attorney.
"Often, the best way to improve is swallowing your ego and realizing you're a terrible writer in all aspects of writing, then working to improve it." -R.U.
