An English physician emigrated to America but couldn’t find a job at any hospital, so he decided to open his own little clinic.
He put up a large sign on the lawn outside that read:
“Any treatment - $20.
If you’re not cured, get a $100 refund!”
Later that day, a hotshot American lawyer walked by, read the sign, and thought, “Now that’s what I call easy money!”
So he went right in.
Lawyer: “Hey, Doc, I’ve completely lost my sense of taste.”
Doctor: “Nurse, bring me the medicine from box No. 18.”
She did, and the doctor put three drops on the lawyer’s tongue.
Lawyer: “Yuck! That’s kerosene!”
Doctor: “Congratulations! Your taste is back. That’ll be $20.”
Annoyed but not giving up, the lawyer returned a few days later.
Lawyer: “Doc, I’ve lost my memory. I can’t remember a thing.”
Doctor: “Nurse, bring the medicine from box No. 18.”
Lawyer: “Oh no you won’t! That’s kerosene! You did that last time!”
Doctor: “Presto! Your memory has returned. That’ll be $20.”
Now boiling with anger, the lawyer storms back one last time, determined to win the $100.
Lawyer: “Doc, my eyesight is terrible. I can’t see anything!”
Doctor: “Oh dear, you’ve got me there. I don’t have any treatment for that.”
He hands the lawyer a $20 bill.
Lawyer: “Hey! This is only $20, not $100!”
Doctor: “Congratulations! Your eyesight has been restored. That’ll be $20.”