Two guys on the subway are looking out the window.

“Nice building does the bank have there,” remarks one of them.

“Didn’t they build that with the money they got from the stocks they sold you?” asks the other.

The first man grimaces slightly. “That they did,” he says. “And I can use my shares as toilet paper.”

I didn’t ask what shares he bought. But maybe the fact I never got to play with the stock market does also have good sides.