A man was pacing back and forth across the floor. His wife entered the room and asked, "Honey,
what are you doing pacing like that ?"
"Well, tomorrow my note at the bank is due for $50,000," says the man.
The wife left him pacing, but returned a short while later and said, "Are you still pacing? What are
you doing that for?"
Patiently, he replied, "I told you. Tomorrow the note for $50,000 is due to my banker."
"Oh, sweetheart, "she replied, "Come to bed. Let him pace."