The Jumping Table

A man walked into a small-town antique store looking for a dining table.

Right away, he spotted the perfect one and asked the owner how much it cost.

“Two thousand dollars,” the owner said.

“Two thousand? That’s outrageous!” the man replied.

“Normally I’d agree,” said the owner, “but this isn’t an ordinary table. It has special powers.”

“Special powers? Prove it,” the man said.

The owner leaned over the table and asked, “How many floors are in this building?”

The table suddenly hopped into the air four times.

And sure enough, there were four floors.

The man raised an eyebrow.

“Alright,” he said, “ask it how much cash I’ve got in my wallet.”

The owner asked the question.

The table jumped eleven times.

“That’s amazing!” the man said. “I’ve got two five-dollar bills and a single. That’s eleven dollars exactly. I’ll take it.”

He paid the two thousand dollars, and the table was delivered the next day.

While it was being set up, his buddy stopped by to see the new purchase.

“It’s not just a table,” the man said proudly. “Watch this.”

He cleared his throat and asked, “How much money does my wife have in her bank account?”

The table went wild.

It started bouncing up and down nonstop.

Five minutes passed.

Then ten.

It was still going.

The man stared in disbelief.

“How on earth does she have that much money?” he muttered.

Suddenly, the table gave one last violent jump.

Its legs split apart.

And the drawers dropped straight to the floor.