*Hello, Boss Rod? This is Philemon, the gardener at your country estate.*
I have been trying for to speak with Boss now many days"
"Ah yes, Philemon. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Mista Rod, that your parrot died.
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the National competition?"
"eYebo Boss, that's is the one."
"Dam! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird." "What did he die from?"
"From eating rotten meat, Mista Rod"
"Rotten meat? Who in this world fed him rotten meat?"
"eNobody, Boss. He ate the meat of the dead horse."
"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
"The thoroughbred, Mista Rod."
"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"
"eYes Boss Rod, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."
"Are you insane? What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire, Boss"
"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
"The one at your house, Boss! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."
"What the!!??....Are you saying that my house is destroyed because of a candle??!! "
eYes Boss Rod."
"But there's electricity at the house!!! What was the candle for?"
"For the funeral, Mista Rod."
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL?"
"Of your madam wife, Boss Rod... She showed up one night when telling nobody she was coming and I thought she was a robber, so I hit her with Boss's new Tiger Woods Limited Edition Nike Driver."

SILENCE................... ,

LONG SILENCE.....................................................................................

FINALLY .......................,

"Philemon, if you broke that driver, you are in deep, deep sh*t!" *


Unknown "Mon Cerise" Playful - 16 years, 26 days ago

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.

SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
the man said angrily.

SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "If you must know, I make R100 an hour."

SON: "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow R50?"

The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you
can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about
why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to
think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs.50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to
the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.

"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man.

"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the R50 you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He
yelled.

Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry
again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up
at his father.

"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.

"Daddy, I have R100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?

Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

Do remember to share that R100 worth of your time with someone you love.

If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily
replace us in a matter of days.

But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.


Unknown "Mon Cerise" Playful - 16 years, 26 days ago