PAY CLOSE ATTENTION . . . THE MORAL IS

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: PAY CLOSE ATTENTION . . . THE MORAL IS . . .

>An unemployed man is desperate to support his family. His

>wife watches TV all day and his three teenage kids have dropped out

>school to hang around with the local toughs. 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 $5.15 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 aback, 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, this 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 pound 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 ice

trucks

>and a warehouse, which 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 a 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 and making $5.15 an hour. "

>

>Which brings us to the moral of the story: Since you got

>this story by e-mail, you're probably closer to being a janitor than a

>millionaire.

>Sadly, I received it also.

 

Jan S

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