An Indian walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the loan officer. He said he is going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.
The bank officer says that the bank will need some sort of security for the loan. He hands over the keys to a new Mercedes Benz.
The car is parked on the street in front of the bank, and he has the documents and everything checked out. The bank accepts the car as collateral for the loan.
The bank president and his officers laugh after the Indian left a $110,000 Benz as collateral against a $5000 loan.
A bank employee then parked the Benz into the bank's underground garage and left it there.
Two weeks later the Indian returned and paid the $5,000 with interest, which amounts to $15.41.
The loan officer says, "Sir, we're very glad we handled your business, and this transaction worked out very well, but we're a little surprised.
While you were out we checked and found out that you're a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is, why would you bother borrowing $5,000?
The Indian replied : “Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for just $15.41 and expect it to be there when I get back?”
INDIANS ARE ALWAYS INDIANS.
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