WHOSE FAULT?
A man came to work each day with his lunch box under his are. At lunch time each day he went through the exact same ritual. He opened the box, unwrapped the sandwiches, took out one sandwich, separated the slices of bread, and exclaimed “Oh no! Not cheese again!”
This went on every day, until eventually his workmates could take no more. One man turned to him and said, “Look dummy, why don’t you ask your wife to put something else in the sandwiches?”
“What wife? I am not married,” replied the man. “Then who makes the sandwiches?” he was asked. “I do,” was the reply!
v It is a principle in computer studies that the computer can only work with the information I feed into it. Feed it junk, I’ll get back junk!
v It is a sign of personal maturity to take responsibility for my life, and for the way it is.
