The Final Wish
A notoriously wealthy and stingy billionaire is lying on his deathbed in a luxury private hospital room. He knows his time is short, so he summons his three closest advisors: his doctor, his lawyer, and his priest.
As they gather around his bed, the billionaire speaks in a raspy whisper, “I know people say you can’t take your wealth with you when you d*e, but I want to prove them wrong. I have three envelopes here, each containing $1 million in cash. I want each of you to take one, and right before they lower my casket into the ground, I want you to throw the money in with me.”
The three men solemnly agree, take their envelopes, and leave the room. A few days later, the billionaire p@sses aw@y, and they attend his funer@l. True to their word, during the burial, each man steps forward and drops his envelope into the gr@ve.
On the drive back from the cemetery, the priest lets out a heavy sigh and bursts into tears of guilt. “Gentlemen, I must confess. Our church roof is collapsing, and we desperately need a new community center. I opened the envelope, took out $200,000 for the parish, and only threw $800,000 into the grave.”
The doctor looks relieved and says, “Well, since we are being honest, I have to confess too. My hospital desperately needs a new pediatric wing. I took $500,000 for the equipment and only threw $500,000 into the grave.”
The lawyer stops the car, glares at both of them with absolute disgust, and snorts, “I am deeply shocked and appalled by your complete lack of professional integrity! I want you both to know that I stayed 100% loyal to our client’s final wishes. I threw in a personal check for the full $1 million!”
