you'd have had two hundred and fifty-six times as much in the bank as you originally put in.”
That would mean a credit balance of twenty-six billion nine hundred and ten million seven hundred and twenty thousand seconds.”
And the agent produced his chalk again and wrote the figure on the mirror: 26,910,720,000.
“You can see for yourself, Mr Figaro,” he went on, smiling thinly for the first time.
“You'd have accumulated over ten times your entire life span, just by saving a couple of hours a day for forty years.”
“If that's not a paying proposition, I don't know what is.” “You're right,” Mr Figaro said wearily, “it certainly is.”
“What a fool I was not to start saving time years ago! It didn't dawn on me till now, and I have to admit I'm appalled.”
“No need to be,” the man in gray said soothingly, “- none at all. It's never too late to save time. You can start today, if you want to.”
“Of course I want to!” exclaimed Mr Figaro. “What do I have to do?” The agent raised his eyebrows.
“Surely you know how to save time, my dear sir? Work faster, for instance, and stick to essentials.”
“Spend only fifteen minutes on each customer, instead of the usual half-hour, and avoid time-wasting conversations.”
“Reduce the hour you spend with your mother by half.”
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