The man in the bank

A friend of mine went to the bank to get out a large sum of money, and the bank clerk - who was filling in a form about the transaction - had the audacity to ask him what he was going to spend the money on.

My friend, outraged by the intrusion, said "Sex, drugs and rock and roll."

The man behind him in the queue - an acquaintance - said, "No change there, then."

The bank clerk's face remained expressionless. He bent over the paper and began to write. "I'll put down leisure activities."