Post by B8 on Jul 2, 2007 11:59:21 GMT -5
Subject: No E-Mail Address
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.
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.
