I have no idea where it originated or if it's really true but it certainly could be.
I haven't watched the national evening news in years. I'm sure Brian, Diane and Katie are very nice people but they leave the good news to the very last segment and I never remember to turn it on at that point.
More and more these days if someone says to me..."didja hear about..."...I will say "no" which they follow-up with "how could you not know about that?"
From now on I will tell them the story of the man who sold hot dogs.
Pass this onto your friends who are glued 24/7 to the news. My guess is they aren't all that happy!
THE MAN WHO SOLD HOT DOGS
There was a man who lived by the side of the road and sold hot dogs.
He was hard of hearing, so he had no radio.
He had trouble seeing so he had no newspapers.
But he sold good hot dogs.
He put up signs on the side of 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...and bought often.
He increased his meat and rolls orders.
He bought a bigger stove to take care of his trade.
He finally got his son to come home from college to help him out.
But then something happened. His son said: "Father, haven't you
been listening to the radio? There's a big depression coming on!
The European situation is terrible. The domestic situation is even worse!"
That made the father think: "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 meat and roll orders, took down his advertsing
signs and no longer bothered to stand on the side of the highway to sell his
Sales fell fast almost overnight.
"You're right son," the father said to the boy. "We certainly are in the middle of a great depression.
There just isn't any business. No one even comes by anymore!"