How I learned to mind my own business

Nice story.....lol

How I learned to mind my own business: I was walking past a mental hospital the other day, and all the patients were out in the yard shouting, "13....13....13...." The fence was too high to see over, but I saw a little gap in the planks, so I looked through to see what was going on and some idiot poked me in the eye with a stick! Then they all started shouting "14....14....14..

Toilet Story

Saw this in a facebook post, thought I should share this, Humor Alert! This is hilarious!

OMG!....I was in in the public restroom -

I was barely sitting down when
I heard a voice in the other stall: "Hi, how are you?"
Me: embarrassed, "Doin' fine!"
Stall: "So what are you up to?"
Me: "Uhhh, I'm like you, just sitting here."
Stall: "Can I come over?"
Me: (attitude) "No, I'm a little busy right now!!"
Stall: "Listen, I'll have to call you back. There's an idiot in the other stall who keeps answering all my questions! ~~

Deadlock - Not from Software Engineering or DBMS

This is a nice example for a Deadlock. The definition is not from the computer world, but worth to read and have a good laugh.

A Perfect Dead Lock Example...

Boss said to secretary: For a week we will go abroad, so make arrangement.Secretary make call to Husband: For a week my boss and I will be going abroad, you look after yourself.Husband make call to secret lover: My wife is going abroad for a week, so lets spend the week together.Secret lover make call to small boy whom she is giving private tuition: I have work for a week, so you need not come for class.Small boy make call to his grandfather: Grandpa, for a week I don't have class 'coz my teacher is busy. Let's spend the week together.Grandpa(the 1st boss ;) ) make call to his secretary: This week I am spending my time with my grandson. We cannot attend that meeting.Secretary make call to her husband: This week my boss has some work, we canceled our trip.Husband make call to secret lover: We cannot spend this week together, my wife has canceled her trip.Secret lover make call to small boy whom she is giving private tuition: This week we will have class as usual.Small boy make call to his grandfather: Grandpa, my teacher said this week I have to attend class. Sorry I can't give you company.Grandpa make call to his secretary: Don't worry this week we will attend that meeting, so make arrangement .

This is called a DEADLOCK

Listen or Wait

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street,

going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.

He was watching for kids running out from between parked cars
and slowed down when he thought he saw something.

As his car passed, no children appeared.

Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes
and reversed back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown.

He jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid who threw the brick and

pushed him against a parked car shouting.

"What was that all about? Just what the heck are you doing?"
Building a head of steam he went on.
"That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money!!"

"Please, mister, please. I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do!!" pleaded the youngster.

"I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."

tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car.

"It's my brother," he said.

"He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."

Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair?

He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat.

He lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and

wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be okay.

"Thank you and May God bless you," the grateful child said to him. The man then

watched the little boy push his brother down the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long walk back to his Jaguar ... a long, slow walk.

He never did repair the side door. He kept the dent to remind him not to go

through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention.

God whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart. Sometimes when you don't have

time to listen, He has to throw a "brick" at you.

It's your choice: Listen to the whisper, or

wait for the brick.........

Cracked Pots - who? me or you?

Yesterday I found this story laid in my inbox. Really touching and worth to mention. Check whether you can feel the same...............

A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the House, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments,perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot wasashamed of it's own imperfection. And miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able todeliver only half my load because this crack in my side causeswater to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of myflaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw. So Iplanted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house? "

Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape. Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life.