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Name:Pugardono
Birth:May 31
Location:Jogja, Indonesia
E-mail:simbah_22@yahoo.com
Ym:simbah_je
Mirc:sapri
Hobby:classic bikes, travelling

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    Friday, April 23, 2004

    Story Number one

    *******************
    When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss.
    The Brain said, "I should be Boss because I control the whole body's responses and functions."
    The feet said, "We should be Boss as we carry the brain about and get him to where he wants to go."

    The hands said, "We should be Boss because we do all the work and earn all
    the money."

    And so it went on and on with the heart, the lungs and the eyes until
    finally the asshole spoke up.

    All the parts laughed at the idea of the asshole being the Boss. So
    the asshole went on strike, blocked itself up and refused to work.
    Within a short time the eyes became crossed, the hands clenched, the Feet
    twitched, the heart and lungs began to panic and the brain
    fevered.

    Eventually they all decided that asshole should be the Boss, so the
    motion was passed.

    All the other parts did all the work while the Boss just sat and
    passed out the shit!


    Management Lesson:
    You don't need brains to be a Boss - any asshole will do.



    Story Number two

    ******************
    A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold; the
    bird froze and fell to the ground in a large field.
    While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it. As
    the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how
    warm it was.

    The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and
    happy and soon began to sing for joy.

    A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.
    Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of
    cow dung and promptly dug him out and ate him!


    Management Lessons:
    1) Not everyone who drops shit on you is! your enemy.
    2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
    3) And when you're in deep shit, keep your mouth shut!

    blogged by Simbah_je @ 8:26 AM