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The mayonnaise jar
Wednesday, December 01, 2010When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers.
A professor stood before his philosophy
class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, he wordlessly picked up
a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded
to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and
poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open
areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students
again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box
of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded
with a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed..
'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things---your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life
would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job,
your house and your car.
The sand is everything else---the small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued,
'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that
are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children.
Spend time with your parents.
Visit with grandparents.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse out to dinner.
Play another 18.
There will always be time to clean
the house and fix the disposal.
Take care of the golf balls first---
the things that really matter.
Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired
what the Beer represented.
The professor smiled and said,
'I'm glad you asked.'
The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.
Allison
A professor stood before his philosophy
class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, he wordlessly picked up
a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded
to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and
poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open
areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students
again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box
of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded
with a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed..
'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things---your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life
would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job,
your house and your car.
The sand is everything else---the small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued,
'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that
are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children.
Spend time with your parents.
Visit with grandparents.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse out to dinner.
Play another 18.
There will always be time to clean
the house and fix the disposal.
Take care of the golf balls first---
the things that really matter.
Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired
what the Beer represented.
The professor smiled and said,
'I'm glad you asked.'
The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.
Allison
Throw your OWN beer cans away! Please!!!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008You know something I have never understood? Beer drinkers with 12 packs. I used to be a beer drinking fool in my younger day. I have not had one in over 11 years, but that does not mean I don't drink. I prefer Rum and Coke now. It's been awhile since I have had beer drinking company around lately, but just recently I find myself in the midst of a couple again. What I remember from back in the day and now I have been "forced" to re-remember is this. Why is it someone with a 12 pack will place it in the fridge. When they are done drinking their beer, they will get up, go to the fridge, grab another beer, and come back, sit down, drink it, and do it all over again. Just one problem. They never take their empty's with them to the can, can. (trash) They have to pass it along the way to get their next beer.
What is up with that?
Who do they assume is going to do that for them?
The tooth fairy?
Perhaps Santa Claus?
Maybe the Easter Bunny?
Just wondering.
I know in my job description nowhere in it states, leave beer cans, Allison is MORE than happy to load them all up to the trash for you.
I may love my friends, but not THAT much!
