- RussianBear
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- RussianBear
- Sep 14, 2003
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I am become death, the destroyer of worlds
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Not that political, but still crazy.
quote:
The Tomato Company
An unemployed man is desperate to support
his family of a wife and three kids. He applies for a
janitor's job at a large firm and easily passes an
aptitude test.
The human resources manager tells him,
"You will be hired at minimum wage of $5.35 an hour.
Let me have your e-mail address so that we can get you
in the loop. Our system will automatically e-mail you
all the forms and advise you when to start and where
to report on your first day."
Taken back, the man protests that he is
poor and has neither a computer nor an e-mail address.
To this the manager replies, "You must
understand that to a company like ours that means that
you virtually do not exist. Without an e-mail address
you can hardly expect to be employed by a high-tech
firm. Good day."
Stunned, the man leaves Not knowing where
to turn and having $10 in his wallet, he walks past a
farmers' market and sees a stand selling 25 lb. crates
of beautiful red tomatoes. He buys a crate, carries it
to a busy corner and displays the tomatoes. In less
than 2 hours he sells all the tomatoes and makes 100%
profit. Repeating the process several times more that
day, he ends up with almost $100 and arrives
home that night with several bags of
groceries for his family.
During the night he decides to repeat the
tomato business the next day. By the end of the week
he is getting up early every day and working into the
night. He multiplies his profits quickly.
Early in the second week he acquires a
cart to transport several boxes of tomatoes at a time,
but before a month is up he sells the cart to buy a
broken-down pickup truck.
At the end of a year he owns three old
trucks. His two sons have left their neighborhood
gangs to help him with the tomato business, his wife
is buying the tomatoes, and his daughter is taking
night courses at the community college so she can keep
books for him.
By the end of the second year he has a
dozen very nice used trucks and employs fifteen
previously unemployed people, all selling tomatoes. He
continues to work hard.
Time passes and at the end of the fifth
year he owns a fleet of nice trucks and a warehouse
that his wife supervises, plus two tomato farms that
the boys manage. The tomato company's payroll has put
hundreds of homeless and jobless people to work. His
daughter reports that the business grossed over one
million dollars.
Planning for the future, he decides to buy
some life insurance.
Consulting with an insurance adviser, he
picks an insurance plan to fit his new circumstances.
Then the adviser asks him for his e-mail address in
order to send the final documents electronically.
When the man replies that he doesn't have
time to mess with a computer and has no e-mail
address, the insurance man is stunned, "What, you
don't have e-mail? No computer? No Internet? Just
think where you would be today if you'd had all of
that five years ago!"
"Ha!" snorts the man. "If I'd had e-mail
five years ago I would be sweeping floors at Microsoft
and making $5.35 an hour."
Which brings us to the moral of the story:
Since you got this story by e-mail, you're
probably closer to being a janitor than a millionaire.
Sadly, I received it also
Since you're at your computer now, maybe you should update me on how you're doing... other then not being a millionaire yet.
Some gizmo! Bootstraps!
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