Drunk Looking For His Wallet under a Streetlight

Did you hear about the drunk who was down on all fours late one night under a street light? He was groping around on the ground, feeling the cement, peering intently at the little cracks. A close friend drove up and asked, “Sam, what are you doing there?” Sam answered, “I lost my wallet.” So the friend got out of his car, walked over, got down on his hands and knees with him and they both started looking. Neither of them could find it. Finally the friend said to his drunk buddy: Are you sure you lost the wallet here?” “Of course not! I dropped it a half a block away.” “Then why are we looking here?” “Because there’s no streetlight over there.” (Billy Graham, How to be Born Again).