The Old Man's Dying Wish
By An old man was critically ill. Feeling that death was near, he called his
lawyer. “I want to become a lawyer. How much is the express degree you
told me about?”
“It’s $50,000,” the lawyer said. “But why? You’ll be dead soon, why do you
want to become a lawyer?”
“That’s my business! Get me the course!”
Four days later, the old man got his law degree. His lawyer was at his
bedside, making sure his bill would be paid.
Suddenly the old man was racked with fits of coughing and it was clear
that this would be the end. Still curious, the lawyer leaned over and
said, “Please, before it’s too late, tell me why you wanted to get a law
degree so badly before you died?”
In a faint whisper, as he struggled to breathe his last breath, the old
man said, “One… less… lawyer…”