Four friends, Tim, Greg, Pete and Ed were sitting in a Starbucks and chatting, when the subject of their own faults came up in a conversation.
'I must admit,’ said Tim, ‘I use the company phone for private calls and I often steal office stationery from work when the boss isn’t looking. If my boss found out, I’d get fired.’
‘Well, I guess my greatest fault is that...’ Greg told the group, ‘I gamble too much. I play online poker and I buy lottery tickets all the time. My girlfriend is really strict, and if she heard about it, I’d be in real trouble.
‘I don’t gamble,’ Pete said, ‘but I’d say that my worst fault is my drinking habit. I drink far too much. If it ever got out, I’d be ashamed.’
Ed had been silent during the conversation, so Pete turned and asked him, ‘Well, Ed, do you have any faults, then?’
‘Oh, yes,’ said Ed, ‘and mine is worse than any of yours. My greatest fault is that I just can’t keep a secret.’