An old Jewish lady sold pretzels on a street corner for 25 cents. Each day, a young businessman would pass her pretzel stand around lunchtime and leave her a quarter without taking a pretzel.
This went on for three years, without a word passing between them.
One day, the young businessman left his quarter as usual, and the pretzel lady spoke up for the first time.
“Sir, I appreciate your business. You’re a good customer, but I must tell you that the price of pretzels has gone up to 35 cents!”
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