A man lived by the side of the road and sold hot dogs.
He was a hard of hearing so he had no radio.
He had trouble with his eyes so he read no newspapers.

But he sold good hot dogs.

He put up a sign on the highway telling how good they
were. He stood by the side of the road and cried: "Buy
a hot dog, mister?"

And people bought.

He increased his meat and roll orders. He bought a bigger
stove to take care of his trade. He got his son from
college to help him.
But then something happened...

His son said, "Father, haven't you been listening to the
radio?" If money stays "tight", we are bound to have bad
business. There may be a depression coming on.
You had better prepare for poor trade.

Whereupon the father thought, "Well my son has been to
college. He reads the papers and he listens to the radio,
and he ought to know."

So the father cut down on his meat and roll orders. Took
down his advertising sign. And no longer bothered to
stand on the highway to sell hot dogs.

And his hot dog sales fell overnight.

"You're right, son," the father said to the boy.
"We are certainly headed for a depression."