A stranger was seated next to a little girl on the airplane when the stranger turned to her and said: "Let's talk. I've heard that flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger."
The little girl, who had just opened her book, closed it slowly and said to the stranger, "What would you like to talk about?"
"Oh, I don't know", said the stranger. "How about nuclear power?"
"OK". she said. "That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat grass, the same stuff. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty and the horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?"
The stranger thinks about it and says, "Hmmm, I have no idea."
"Then, do you feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know shit?"
The little girl, who had just opened her book, closed it slowly and said to the stranger, "What would you like to talk about?"
"Oh, I don't know", said the stranger. "How about nuclear power?"
"OK". she said. "That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat grass, the same stuff. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty and the horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?"
The stranger thinks about it and says, "Hmmm, I have no idea."
"Then, do you feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know shit?"
traduc texte pentru site-uri de prieteni - in campul muncii. ma doare in continuare capul - ala de pe umeri. azi constat ca am tendinte distructive. adica in momentul in care esti in supermarket si iti iei un pachet de guma nu te intrebi ce s-ar intampla daca i-ai da un picior? sau da? imi vine sa dau cu picioarele in usi, sa sparg farfurii - cum faceam acasa (mai e si acum o urma in bucataria de vara deasupra faiantei; farfuriile se izbeau de perete si cadeau in bucati in cosul de gunoi - un exemplu perfect de furie controlata), sa mormai tot felul de rautati justificate la adresa celor din jur.
ma rog ma irita o constatare neplacuta. mai cunosc cate un copy pe ici pe colo si am onoarea de a constata ca semanam intre noi. adica in ciudatenia noastra chiar semanam. brrrrr... anumiti oameni - aia despre care crezi ca sunt cu nasul pe sus dar sunt in fapt prea shy ca sa se bage in seama sau la extrema opusa oamenii nesuferiti care se baga in sufletul tau fara sa iti dai seama - trag la meseria asta bratara de aur. aiurea saptamana.
cred ca sunt asa cu curul in sus pentru ca inca se mai fac modificari la un proiect pe care eu l-am dat deja de ceva vreme - peste capul meu evident se fac modificarile. daca fiecare proiect e un copil pe care il cresti am impresia ca acest copil - proiectul in cauza - o sa se nasca la sapte luni cu deficiente mentale. si uite asa se umplu strazile de publicitate nerecunoscuta.
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