A small businessman, who had emigrated to this country, kept his accounts payable in a cigar box, his accounts receivable on a spindle, and his
cash in the cash register.
"I don't see how you can run your business this way," said his son. "How do you know what your profits are."
"Son", replied the businessman, "when I got off the boat, I had only 36 cents and the pants I was wearing. Today your
sister is an art teacher, your brother is a doctor, and you are an accountant. I have a car, a house, and a good business.
Everything is paid for.
"Just add it all up, subtract 36 cents and the pants, and there's your profit."
Two fellows decided to go into the produce business. They had a pickup truck, and drove
100 miles into the country, brought watermelons for fifty-cents each, and then drove back to town and sold them two for a
dollar. At the end of the day they had just as much money as when they started. One
hollered, "I told you we wouldn't make a profit unless we got a bigger truck!"