Jokes on Economists
On the first day God created the sun – so the Devil countered and created sunburn. On the second day God created sex. In response the Devil created marriage. On the third day God created an economist. This was a tough one for the Devil, but in the end and after a lot of thought he created a second economist!On the first day God created the sun – so the Devil countered and created sunburn. On the second day God created sex. In response the Devil created marriage. On the third day God created an economist. This was a tough one for the Devil, but in the end and after a lot of thought he created a second economist!
Two good jokes on economists:
On the first day God created the sun – so the Devil countered and created sunburn.
On the second day God created sex. In response the Devil created marriage.
On the third day God created an economist. This was a tough one for the Devil, but in the end and after a lot of thought, he created a second economist!
They say that Christopher Columbus was the first economist. When he left to discover America, he didn’t know where he was going. When he got there he didn’t know where he was. And it was all done on a government grant.
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Another (well-known?) joke on economists.
A mathematician, an accountant and an economist apply for the same job.
The interviewer calls in the mathematician and asks “What do two plus two equal?” The mathematician replies “Four.” The interviewer asks “Four, exactly?” The mathematician looks at the interviewer incredulously and says “Yes, four, exactly.”
Then the interviewer calls in the accountant and asks the same question “What do two plus two equal?” The accountant says “On average, four – give or take ten percent, but on average, four.”
Then the interviewer calls in the economist and poses the same question “What do two plus two equal?” The economist gets up, locks the door, closes the shade, sits down next to the interviewer and says, “What do you want it to equal”?
Sabbadini Pierre
13 October 2009 at 11:55 pm
A lawyer dies and goes to heaven. “This must be a mistake,” he says to St. Peter. “I’m too young to die. I’m only 50.”
St. Peter say raising and eyebrow, “Fifty? According to our calculations, you’re 82.”
“How’d you get that?” The Lawyer asked.
“We added up your billable hours.”
Sabbadini Pierre
22 April 2010 at 9:16 pm