A blonde walks into a New York City Bank and asks for the loan officer.
She says she is going to Europe on business for 2 weeks and needs to
borrow $5,000.
The bank officer says he will need some kind of security for the loan,
so the blonde hands over the keys to a brand new Porche parked out the
front of the bank.
With the title and paper work all checked out, the bank agrees to
accept the car as security for the loan.
The loan officer drives the new Porche into the bank's underground
garage and park's it there.
Two week's later the blonde returns, repays the $5,000's she loaned,
and $15.40 interest that accumulated. The loan officer approaches the
blonde and says "We here at the bank are very happy that this
transaction has worked out, but while you were away, I checked you out,
and I'm a little puzzled. I found out that you are a multi-millionare.
What puzzles me is why you would bother to borrow $5,000.
The blonde replies, "Where else in New York City can I park my car for
two weeks for 15 bucks?"
She says she is going to Europe on business for 2 weeks and needs to
borrow $5,000.
The bank officer says he will need some kind of security for the loan,
so the blonde hands over the keys to a brand new Porche parked out the
front of the bank.
With the title and paper work all checked out, the bank agrees to
accept the car as security for the loan.
The loan officer drives the new Porche into the bank's underground
garage and park's it there.
Two week's later the blonde returns, repays the $5,000's she loaned,
and $15.40 interest that accumulated. The loan officer approaches the
blonde and says "We here at the bank are very happy that this
transaction has worked out, but while you were away, I checked you out,
and I'm a little puzzled. I found out that you are a multi-millionare.
What puzzles me is why you would bother to borrow $5,000.
The blonde replies, "Where else in New York City can I park my car for
two weeks for 15 bucks?"
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