Every week, without fail, the fund committee would meet to review all funds in their various accounts. The fund managers were present. It was a momentous occasion. There was a rumor already that the company had made a substantial profit.

     "Let's start by listing all funds. The small caps, the large caps, the kitty caps?" The president paused. "The kitty caps?"

     Frank Jones, new fund manager, and all around nice guy, sat staring into space.

     "Frank? I believe this is your fund," the president said.

     Frank sat still for a little while and finally acknowledged the president.

     "The Kitty Kat Fund is a fund made up of all companies that make things for cats."

     There was a slight pause.

     "How much money has been invested by cat-lovers into your fund?"

     "Five billion dollars."

     "Five billion dollars? That's an impressive amount. How much profit has it made?"

     "One hundred two dollars and fifteen cents."

     "One hundred two dollars and fifteen cents profit? On five billion dollars?"

     "The value of the fund is one hundred two dollars and fifteen cents. I don't know how much profit it's made."

     Frank stopped talking and stared off into space.

     From the second floor window, the president could hear noises. He looked out and saw many angry people - some with guns.

     "Frank! What have you done?"

     Frank didn't say a word but stared and stared and stared.

     "Frank? Frank?"

     There was no response.