Time for another story.
Once upon a time, a young wife announced to her husband that she was pregnant and, without a moment's thought, the young man ran out of the house and down to the village square. "My wife and I are going to have a son!" he cried to everyone he met. "Our son will be handsome and wise and courageous, and everyone will admire him, and he will be our greatest joy so that never again will we have a day of sorrow or longing." The young man told the news to everyone - to the rabbi and merchants, students and teachers, farmers and tradesmen. He did not stop until all those in the village had heard the news. When he reached home and burst through the door, his wife glared angrily at him. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Why aren't you celebrating?" "You're a fool," his wife answered. "Do you wish to suffer the fate of the dervish?" "What?" the husband asked, for he had never heard the tale of the dervish, and so his wife sat him down, made him a pot of tea and began to tell the tale.
"Once upon a time," she began, "there lived a dervish who worked for a king as a spiritual adviser. Every day the king paid the dervish with a sweet cake and a bowl full of honey." "What kind of payment is that?" the husband asked, but his wife put her fingers to her lips. "Listen carefully, husband. This is a tale you must hear."The husband quieted down, and she went on. "Each evening, the dervish ate the cake, and he poured the bowl of honey into a big jar. "One day the dervish noticed that his honey jar was nearly overflowing, and he thought he would go to the market to sell it, for in those days honey was precious. So the dervish closed his eyes and began to imagine his future. "He decided he would sell his jar of honey to buy a flock of 10 sheep. Yes, a fine, fat flock. And then, in springtime, those 10 sheep would give birth to lambs, and at the end of one year, he would have many more fat sheep. The next year there would be more still.
"Now the dervish gripped the cane he used - except he imagined this cane was his shepherd's crook, and he saw the hilltop upon which he lived covered with hundreds of sheep. With so many sheep, he decided he could sell some of the flock to purchase a cow. Naturally the cow would bear calves. At market he would sell those calves, and with the money he earned from the sale he would purchase a nice plot of land. He would purchase an ox, too, and with that ox, he'd plow his fields. "Ah, what a fine life he imagined. There he sat, upon his hill while his sheep grazed upon his bountiful land, and his cows poured forth milk, and his ox plowed the land - and with plenty of wheat to sell at market, he earned still more money, and with that money, he would build a magnificent house. "Oh, what a house he would build! The dervish smiled at the thought, but then, of course, the house would be so large, he would need servants, and so he would hire young men and women from the village.
And one day, while in the village, he would meet the most beautiful maiden, and they would fall in love and marry and have a child. They would have a fine young boy who would grow to be strong and wise and handsome. Their son would be blessed by the good fortune of the dervish and his lady, and the child would bring them great honor. "Ah, but then the dervish began to wonder. What if his son were too strong-willed and disobedient? What if he refused to work to earn his way in the world? What if he were only a dreamer who did no work but sat upon a hill only imagining his future and refusing to obey his father's desires? "The dervish squinted hard, imagining how he would discipline his disobedient, dreaming son. He hated to think this way, but he would have to beat some sense into his son
he would use his shepherd's crook, for he could not put up with a lazy boy, with someone who was willing only to dream, never to work. "And with that thought the dervish began to swing his stick this way and that, and he awoke from his dream to discover that with that swinging stick he had broken his honey jar, and all that precious honey was streaming out of the jar and onto the floor. All was lost." The wife finished her tale, and she smiled at her husband. The young man nodded. "I now understand," he said. "We must be cautious, for we cannot know what tomorrow will bring." "Yes," his wife said, "just as King Solomon said: 'Boast not thyself, for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.' " (Proverbs 27:1)
1. Doctor's Guarantee
"The doctor said he would have me on my feet in two weeks."
"Was he successful?"
"Yup, I had to sell my car to pay his bill."
2. Dress Code
Employed by the human-development center of a corporation in the Midwest, my friend trains employees in proper dress codes and etiquette.
One day as she was stepping onto the elevator, a man casually dressed in jeans and a golf shirt got on with her.
Thinking of her responsibilities, she scolded, "Dressed a little casually today, aren't we?"
The man replied, "That's one of the benefits you get of owning the company."
3. Unruly Child
A man scolded his son for being so unruly and the child rebelled against his father. He got some of his clothes, his teddy bear and his piggy bank and proudly announced, 'I'm running away from home!'.
The father calmly decided to look at the matter logically. 'What if you get hungry?', he said.
'Then I'll come home and eat!', bravely declared the child. ' And what if you run out of money?'.
'I will come home and get some!', readily replied the child.
The man then made a final attempt, 'What if your clothes get dirty?'.
'Then I'll come home and let mommy wash them.', was the reply.
The man shook his head and exclaimed, 'This kid is not running away from home, he's going off to college!!'.
Pretty Woman- Roy Orbison
Too bad he's been dead for 24 years now.