Yes, other than his obviously incorrect designation of one's car,
particularly for this group of reprobates. I mean, to consider it a mere
filler of interstitial space on a par with jobs and homes - how wrong can he
be!
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<Jennifer.Petrolati@med.va.gov>; <wright4@uiuc.edu>; <aochs@soltec.net>
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Sent: Friday, January 28, 2005 11:22 AM
Subject: FW: this is a must read
> This is very cute... apropos of a lot of things...
>
> Enjoy!
>
> Greg Petrolati Champaign, Illinois
>
> That's not a leak... My car's just marking its territory...
>
> >From: "Mike Sells" <jmsells@linkup.net>
> >Subject: this is a must read
> >Date: Fri, 28 Jan 2005 11:49:20 -0600
> >
> >When things in your life seem almost to much to handle, when 24 hours in
a
> >day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar........and the beer.
>
> A professor stood before his philosophy 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 golf balls.
>
> 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 rolled into the open areas
> between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was
> full. They agreed it was.
>
> The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
>
> Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He 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
poured
> the 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 golf balls are the
> important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends,
> your favorite passions--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,
> your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff.
>
> If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room
for
> the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all
your
> time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the
things
> that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical
to
> your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups
> Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18.
>
> There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take
> care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your
> priorities. The rest is just sand."
>
> One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer
represented.
> The Professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that
no
> matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of
> beers."
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