What happens when you make assumptions:
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What happens when you make assumptions:
Just got this email today about making assumptions:
One day in the future, Jesse Jackson has a heart-attack and dies. He
immediately goes to hell, where the devil is waiting for him.
"I don't know what to do here," says the devil. "You are on my list,
but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll
tell you what I'm going to do. I've got a couple of folks here who
weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to
take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
Jesse thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to
the first room. In it, was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water. He
kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over
he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his fate in hell.
"No," Jesse said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I
don't think I could do that all day long."
The devil led him to the door of the next room. In it was Al Gore with
a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that
hammer, time after time after time.
"No, this is no good, I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would
be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day,"
commented Jesse.
The devil opened a third door. Through it, Jesse saw Bill Clinton,
lying on the floor with his arms tied over his head, and his legs
restrained in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica
Lewinsky, doing what she does best.
Jesse looked at this in shocked disbelief and finally said, "Yeah
man, I can handle this."
The devil smiled and said . . . . . .
OK, Monica, you're free to go."
One day in the future, Jesse Jackson has a heart-attack and dies. He
immediately goes to hell, where the devil is waiting for him.
"I don't know what to do here," says the devil. "You are on my list,
but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll
tell you what I'm going to do. I've got a couple of folks here who
weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to
take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
Jesse thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to
the first room. In it, was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water. He
kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over
he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his fate in hell.
"No," Jesse said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I
don't think I could do that all day long."
The devil led him to the door of the next room. In it was Al Gore with
a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that
hammer, time after time after time.
"No, this is no good, I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would
be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day,"
commented Jesse.
The devil opened a third door. Through it, Jesse saw Bill Clinton,
lying on the floor with his arms tied over his head, and his legs
restrained in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica
Lewinsky, doing what she does best.
Jesse looked at this in shocked disbelief and finally said, "Yeah
man, I can handle this."
The devil smiled and said . . . . . .
OK, Monica, you're free to go."
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LUNCH with THEOLDMAN...On a break for now...
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ...."WOW! What a ride!!!!!"
LUNCH with THEOLDMAN...On a break for now...
