rey0599's blog: "The Tomato Company"

They're Everywhere! Gabriel came to the Lord and said, "I have to talk to you. We have some Texans up here who are causing problems. They're swinging on the pearly gates, my horn is missing, and they are wearing T-shirts instead of robes. "There's barbecue sauce and picante sauce everywhere, especially all over their T-shirts; their dogs are riding in the chariots, and chasing the sheep; they're wearing baseball caps and cowboy hats instead of their halos. "They refuse to keep the stairway to heaven clean, and their boots are marking and scratching up the halls of wisdom. There are watermelon seeds and pig feet bones all over the place. Some of them are running around with just one wing; they refuse to walk and insist on bringing their horses with them." The Lord said, "Texans are Texans, Gabriel. Heaven is home to all my children. If you want to know about real problems, call the Devil." The Devil answered the phone, "Hello --- hold on a minute." The Devil returned to the phone, "O.K., I'm back. What can I do for you?" Gabriel replied, "I just want to know what kind of problems you're having down there." The Devil said, "Hold on again. I need to check on something." After about 5 minutes the Devil returned to the phone and said, "I'm back. Now what was the question?" Gabriel said, "What kind of problems are you having down there?" The Devil said, "Man, I don't believe this....Hold on." This time the Devil was gone 15 minutes. The Devil returned and said, "I'm sorry Gabriel, I can't talk right now. Those Texans have done put out the fire and are trying to install air conditioning!!" I am proud to be a Texan ! ! ! ! !

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 $535 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 $535 an hour" Which brings us to the moral of the story: Since you got this story by the web or e-mail, you're probably closer to being a janitor than a millionaire.