That reminds me of a hard working billionaire story:
"How I made my first million:
When I was a kid, we were poor. One day my dad gave me 20 pence. I went to the market and bought an apple. I polished it with my shirt, presented nicely and sold for 40 pence.
Next day I bought two apples and did the same. On Saturday I already had sixteen apples and I knew my future was bright. On Sunday my aunt Sophia died and left me £1.5m"
Also by day 32 he was polishing 4.3 billion apples a day with his shirt.
Damn, if only he hadn’t been discouraged from continuing when he became a millionaire. Sad story of wasted potential. Remember to never accept socialist handouts and always pull yourself up by your bootstraps kids.
Unsurprising ending boomer joke.
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