A man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost. He reduced altitude and spotted a woman below. Descending a bit more he shouted, “Excuse me, can you help? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I do not know where I am.”
The woman replied “You’re in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above the ground. You are between 40/41 degrees latitude, north, and 59/60 degrees west, longitude.”
“You must be a paralegal or legal secretary” said the balloonist.
“I am,” replied the woman. “How did you know?”
“Well,” answered the balloonist, “Everything you told me is technically correct but I have no idea what to make of your information and the fact is, I am still lost. Frankly, you’ve not been much help at all. If anything, you have delayed my trip.”
The woman below responded, “You must be an attorney.”
“I am” replied the balloonist. “But how did you know?”
“Well,” replied the woman, “You don’t know where you are or where you are going. You have risen to where you are due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect people beneath you to solve your problem. The fact is you are in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but now — somehow– it is my fault.”
This is my life.
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Monday, January 30, 2012
I Wish I Blogged More
I really miss blogging. I think my lack of readership and working computer have prevented me from updating this blog on a regular basis. Not to mention that I seldom have anything to say. My life is not exciting and primarily involves taking ridiculous pictures of my pets.
Observe:
At the risk of repeating all other "I promise to blog this year" empty promises I write this time each year, I promise to mean it this time around.
Observe:
At the risk of repeating all other "I promise to blog this year" empty promises I write this time each year, I promise to mean it this time around.
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