Barack Obama walks into the bank to cash a check.
“Good morning, Ma’am,” he greets the cashier, “could you please cash this check for me?”
“It would be my pleasure, sir. Could you please show me your ID?”
“Truthfully, I did not bring my ID with me as I didn’t think there was any need to. I am President Barack Obama, the president of the United States of America!”
“Yes, sir, but with all the regulations, monitoring of the banks because of impostors and forgers, etc, I must insist on seeing ID.”
“I am sorry Mr. President but these are the bank rules and I must follow them.”
“I am urging you please to cash this check.”
“Ok, this is what we can do Mr. President: One day Tiger Woods came into the bank without ID.
To prove he was Tiger Woods he pulled out his sandwedge and made a beautiful shot across the bank into a cup. With that shot we knew him to be Tiger Woods and cashed his check.
Another time, John McEnroe came in without ID. He pulled out his tennis racquet and made a fabulous shot, making the tennis ball land in my cup. With that spectacular shot we cashed his check.
So, Mr. President, what can you do to prove that it is you, and only you, as the president of the United States?”
Obama stands there thinking and finally says, “Honestly, there is nothing that comes to my mind.
I can’t think of a single thing I’m good at.”
“Will that be large or small bills, Mr. President?”