Stole it from Theo.
And boy did I have one. Monday, that is. I was right on my normal schedule this morning when it occurred to me, that I had to be to work 30 minutes early to call a customer on the east coast. AWWW FUCK!!! So, very much like a chicken with its head cut off, I am jumping through my own ass trying to get everything done I need to do before I can leave for work.
I get to work, and it occurs to me that I have never been there that early, and I have no idea how to turn the fucking lights on. SHIT! Well, I wound up using my fluorescent magnifying light to see what the fuck I was doing.
Got the early morning customer taken care of and then got the shit kicked out of me the rest of the day on the phones.
Because I got there early, my supervisor sent me home at 4:30. These folks are LOATHED to pay overtime. When I am about half way home, I realize I’d left my fucking phone at work. OH HELL FUCKING NO! I am not going back. That son of a bitch can sit there.
Let us pray that tomorrow is a little smoother experience.
A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, rocks about 2″ in diameter.
He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous – yes.
The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and proceeded to pour their entire contents into the jar – effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, and your children – Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter, like your job, your house, and your car.
The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”