A middle-aged man walked into a department store. Salespersons were selling and customers were buying. As the man looked through the many items displayed for purchase, he was approached by a salesman.
"May I help you, sir?" asked the salesman.
"Yes," replied the man. "Do you have any happiness?"
"I'll have to check the stockroom," said the salesman.
"I'll wait here," said the man.
The salesman went to check the stockroom. In every corner of the store, customers jostled one another and brandished credit cards. On the face of each customer was an empty smile. The man waited until the salesman returned.
"I'm sorry, sir, but there was no happiness in the stockroom," said the salesman. "We appear to be completely out of happiness at the moment."
"That is what I have been told in every store," said the man.
"Could I interest you in some mindless diversion?" asked the salesman, trying to be helpful.
"No, I don't think so," replied the man.
"Well, perhaps I could show you some useless rubbish," said the salesman, not wanting to lose a potential sale.
"No, thank you," said the man. "I only want happiness."
"Happiness is getting harder and harder to find these days," said the salesman. "I would even go so far as to say that happiness has become difficult to find at any price."
"Yes, I suppose you're right," said the man.
The salesman excused himself and attended to another customer. The man, looking dejected, walked out of the store.
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