There was a little boy who was obsessed with tractors...
...he grew up around tractors, his mother and father were both farmers, and the family lived on a farm. Every day he would get driven to school on a tractor, and his dad would always pick him up on a tractor. Whenever christmas came around, he would always wish for tractor toys, miniatures, and pretty much anything that was related to tractors, and during birthdays he would get tractor shaped cakes. His life was full of tractors, and he couldn't get enough of them.
When the boy was around the age of 15 he started getting really interested in girls. There was this cute girl at school that he liked, but he didn't have the courage to ask her out. He went home to his dad and told him he needed to stop being so obsessed with tractors, because no girl would ever like him if all he cared about was tractors. The dad decided to take the boy to therapy. It took a long time with multiple visits, but eventually the boy managed to get rid of his obsession with tractors. The boy decided that he wanted to ask the cute girl from school out on a date. He built up all the courage he could, and asked her out. She said yes! The boy was very happy, and later the same day he had already reserved a table at a restaurant for them to eat at.
The big day was here. The boy and girl were sitting at their table at a nice restaurant, waiting for their food. The boy was really happy, but the girl seemed a bit upset.
"What's wrong?" the boy asked.
"Nothing much, I love this place but it's a bit smoky in here" she replied
The boy stood up, emptied his lungs, and cleared the room of smoke in one breath.
The girl was amazed. "Wow, how did you do that?", she asked.
The boy replied:
"I am an extractor fan"
The greatest enemy of knowledge isn't ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge. Stephen Hawking
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The greatest enemy of knowledge isn't ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge. Stephen Hawking
Wife's Diary:
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say much. I asked him what was wrong; He said, "nothing." I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it.
On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't say, 'I love you, too.'
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent.
Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep; I cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.
My life is a disaster.
Husband's Diary, same day:
A two-foot putt.. Who the hell misses a two-foot putt?
The greatest enemy of knowledge isn't ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge. Stephen Hawking
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