The Photographer.
A Los Angeles agent who represented a wealthy female photographer called and asked to speak to his client.
"Brittany, I have some good news and it isn’t all good."
"You know, I've had an awful day, Jack, so let's hear the good news first."
"Well Brittany, I met with your husband today, and he informed me that he has invested $5,000 in two very nice photos that he thinks will bring somewhere between $15 and $20 million and I tend to think he could be right."
Brittany replied warily: "Really? That moron wouldn't know a good photograph if it hit him right in the face. But I guess you would know, now, what's the bad news?"
“Well the pictures are of you and your personal trainer."
"Brittany, I have some good news and it isn’t all good."
"You know, I've had an awful day, Jack, so let's hear the good news first."
"Well Brittany, I met with your husband today, and he informed me that he has invested $5,000 in two very nice photos that he thinks will bring somewhere between $15 and $20 million and I tend to think he could be right."
Brittany replied warily: "Really? That moron wouldn't know a good photograph if it hit him right in the face. But I guess you would know, now, what's the bad news?"
“Well the pictures are of you and your personal trainer."
