Goodman was a moderately successful stockbroker who dreamed of
making the big money someday. He took his friend out for a drive, and
he chose the route carefully in order to impress on him the possibilities
of the brokerage business.

“Look at that yacht,” he said as they drove slowly past a marina. “That
belongs to the senior partner at Merrill Lynch. That one over there is
owned by the head of Goldman,Sachs. And look at that huge yacht out
there. That’s the pride and joy of the top seller at Prudential-Bache.”
His friend was silent. Goodman turned to look at him and saw a pained
look on his face. “What’s the matter?” Goodman asked. “I was just
wondering,” his friend said. “Are there any customers’ yachts?”