A man whose business troubled him greatly was advised to advertise for an Official Worrier. He did so, and among the applicants was a strong, serious, impressive man.
Are you prepared, asked the business man, to take over the burdens of the business?
I am, was the reply.
And what is your charge?
$10,000 a year.
Good; the job is yours. I am off for a week’s golfing. On his return he was confronted with this statement:
I have been through your books. I find that your assets are far below your liabilities; you have very little stock on hand; no orders; you owe a tremendous amount of money and you are heavily overdrawn at the bank. What I want to know is, where am I going to get my salary from?
You ask me? said the business man. I should worry about your salary. That is your job. What do you think you are hired for?
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