The girl who laughed too much, too loud

October 24, 2007

Management

Filed under: thoughts — elyseeteo @ 8:26 am

Once upon a time, a man in a hot air balloon realized that 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 50 and 51 degrees
north latitude and between 114 and 115 degrees west longitude.”
“You must be an engineer,” 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 use of your information. 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 in management.”
“I am,” 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, you’ve managed
to make it my fault!!”

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Breakfast was wonderful today with a donut (again! I think homer simpson would approve of my diet. ha) and apple crumble.:)

 img_2290.jpgyummy!

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