Her former boss and his wife took a trip to Las Vegas. They weren't really gamblers. They saw a show, and when they came out, the wife needed to go to the bathroom.
There was a craps table near the ladies' room and the husband put down a few dollars while he was waiting. There was a line at the ladies' room, and by the time the wife came out' my mother's former boss was up $1,000.
So he took the money, he immediately bought his wife a fur coat, and he never even looked at the craps table again.
CC heard this story many times as a child. Her mother still admires the rewards of self control, and fur is still big in Vegas.
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