{"id":4215,"date":"2007-03-11T15:16:41","date_gmt":"2007-03-11T15:16:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tomfarandasfolly.com\/?p=4215"},"modified":"2025-09-26T03:12:40","modified_gmt":"2025-09-26T03:12:40","slug":"the_four_lesson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tomfarandasfolly.com\/?p=4215","title":{"rendered":"The Four Lesson Management Course"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This was sent to me by a good friend, who I haven&#8217;t seen in 25 years, by the name of Kevin Rowley. Brigid and I knew Kevin when we lived in Jamaica, where we all were teaching. Kevin was a wonderful rugby player, raconteur, and all-around good guy. He is currently in Australia.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Lesson 1:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A man is getting into the shower just as his wife&nbsp; is finishing up her <br \/>shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel <br \/>and runs&nbsp; downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the <br \/>next-door neighbor.&nbsp; Before she says a word,&nbsp; Bob says, &quot;I&#8217;ll&nbsp; give you $800 <br \/>to drop that towel.&quot;<br \/>After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in&nbsp; <br \/>front of Bob. After a few seconds,&nbsp; Bob hands her $800 and leaves. The woman <br \/>wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.<br \/>When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks,&nbsp; &quot;Who was that?&quot;<br \/>&quot;It was Bob the next door neighbor,&quot; she replies.<br \/>&quot;Great!&quot; the husband says, &quot;did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Moral of the story: If you share critical information pertaining to credit <br \/>and risk with your shareholders, you may be in a position to prevent <br \/>avoidable exposure.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Lesson 2:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch&nbsp; <br \/>when they find an antique oil lamp.<br \/>They rub it and a Genie comes out.<br \/>The Genie says, &quot;I&#8217;ll give each of you just one wish.&quot;<br \/>&quot;Me first! Me first!&quot; says the admin clerk. &quot;I want to be in the Bahamas, <br \/>driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.&quot; Puff! She&#8217;s gone.<br \/>&quot;Me next! Me next!&quot; says the sales rep. &quot;I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on <br \/>&nbsp; the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and <br \/>the love of my life.&quot; Puff! He&#8217;s gone.<br \/>OK, you&#8217;re up,&quot; the Genie says to the manager. The manager says,&nbsp; &quot;I want <br \/>those two back in the office after lunch.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first say ..<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Lesson 3:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw <br \/>the eagle and asked him, &quot;Can I also sit like you and do nothing?&quot;&nbsp; The <br \/>eagle answered: &quot;Sure, why not.&quot; So, the rabbit sat on the ground below&nbsp; the <br \/>eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and&nbsp; <br \/>ate it.<\/p>\n<p>Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing&nbsp; nothing, you must be sitting <br \/>very, very high up .<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Lesson 4:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A turkey was chatting with a bull. &quot;I would love to be able to get to the <br \/>top&nbsp; of that tree,&quot; sighed the turkey, &quot;but I haven&#8217;t got the energy.&quot;&nbsp; <br \/>&quot;Well, why don&#8217;t you nibble on some of my droppings?&quot; replied the bull.&nbsp; <br \/>They&#8217;re packed with nutrients.&quot;<br \/>The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough <br \/>strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating <br \/>some&nbsp; more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, <br \/>the turkey was proudly perched at the top of&nbsp; the tree. He was promptly <br \/>spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.<\/p>\n<p>Moral of the story: BullSh*t might get you to the top, but it won&#8217;t keep you <br \/>&nbsp; there ..<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This was sent to me by a good friend, who I haven&#8217;t seen in 25 years, by the name of Kevin Rowley. Brigid and I knew Kevin when we lived in Jamaica, where we all were teaching. Kevin was a wonderful rugby player, raconteur, and all-around good guy. He is currently in Australia. 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