So Goldstein and Shapiro were taking a walk after a hearty lunch of pasta and meatballs in 'Little Italy' and the two passed a Roman Catholic Church with a big sign in front that read "Converts Needed - Join Our Church, Make Your Plea of Why You Want to be a Catholic and You'll Surely Get $1,000."
So the two well-established busibnessmen, always with an entrepreneurial noggin, stopped and stared a while at the big sign.
"I'm going in and I'm talking to that priest," Goldstein said.
"Oh, for God's sake, you're Jewish and so am I. We go to the same synagogue," Shapiro said.
Not holding back, Goldstein walked into the large monolithic structure and 10 minutes went by. Shapiro took a seat on a park bench. Soon, 20 minutes went by, then a half hour. Shapiro got bored and walked to a nearby newspaper rack and grabbed the city's daily. And after about ten more minutes passed, Goldstein appeared. Shapiro was both surprised and inquisitive - he could hardly wait to get the news.
With his curious eyeballs staring up from his newspaper, Shapiro asked, "Well did you get it? Did you get a thousand bucks?"
Goldstein shook his head in disgust and grunted, "Is that all you people think about? Money?"