Millionaire
The teacher stood in front of the class. “Take a pencil and paper,” she said, “and write an essay with the title ‘If I Were a Millionaire.'”
Every student in the class began to write furiously. Everyone but Philip, who leaned back in his seat with his arms folded.
“What’s the matter,” the teacher asked Philip, “Why don’t you begin?”
Philip replied, “I’m waiting for my secretary.”