Wolfgang Woehl wrote:
Montag, 7. Januar 2008 Sloan:
Would that more official answers were so pithy.
Lost dude: I'm lost. Where am I?
Cowboy dude: .
Lost dude: Where should I go now?
Cowboy dude: ..
Right, that should help.
You Europeans just do NOT understand cowboys.....
Lost dude: I'm lost. Where am I?
Cowboy dude: You're in the barber shop in [town X]
Lost dude: Where should I go now?
Cowboy dude: I suppose that depends on what you want to do.
Your problem is that you're looking for
someone to replace your mama.
You're beginning to remind me of someone in this story:
A man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost.
He reduced altitude and spotted a woman below.
He descended a bit more and shouted, "Excuse me,
can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet
him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."
The woman below replied, "You're in a hot air
balloon hovering approximately 30 feet above the
ground. You're between 40 and 41 degrees north
latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west
longitude."
"You must be in Information Technology," said
the balloonist.
"I am," replied the woman, "How did you know?"
"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you
told me is, technically correct, but I've no idea
what to make of your information, and the fact
is I'm still lost. Frankly, you've not been much
help at all. If anything, you've delayed my trip."
The woman below responded, "You must be a lawyer
or a politician.
"I am both," replied the balloonist, "but how did
you know?"
"Well," said the woman, "You don't know where you
are or where you're going. You have risen to where
you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You
made a promise, which you've no idea how to keep,
and you expect people beneath you to solve your
problems. The fact is you are in exactly the same
position you were in before we met, but now,
somehow, it's my fault."
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