Fresh out of business school, the young man answered a want ad for an accountant. Now he was being interviewed by a very nervous Banta who ran a small business that he had started himself. <br />'I need someone with an accounting degree, ' Banta said. 'But mainly, I'm looking for someone to do my worrying for me.' <br />'Excuse me? ' the accountant said. <br />'I worry about a lot of things, ' Banta said. 'But I don't want to have to worry about money. Your job will be to take all the money worries off my back.' <br />'I see, ' the accountant said. 'And how much does the job pay? ' <br />'I'll start you at eighty thousand.' <br />'Eighty thousand dollars! ' the accountant exclaimed. 'How can such a small business afford a sum like that? ' <br />'That, ' Banta said, 'is your first worry.'<br /><br />Edwin Drood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hired-to-worry-a-not-so-funny-story/
