I read about a comedian named Joe Frisco. The paper had this to say, "He was a timid man, and when he travelled he was always afraid of being robbed. One night he arrived late in Pittsburgh and checked into a hotel. Nervously, he searched the closet of his room and looked under the bed and behind the curtains to make sure that nobody was lying in wait to grab his money. After that he double-locked the door, took a last quick look into the bathroom, turned off the lights and jumped into bed. Then, as a final precaution, he called out into the darkness, "Well, here I am in Pittsburgh, broke again!"