DrPepperWizz
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Reply #3 | Posted Jul 10 2007, 7:55:59 PM | Link for this Reply
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Tom was in his early 50's, retired, and started a second career.
However, he just couldn't seem to get to work on time.
Every day, 5, 10, 15 minutes late. But he was a good worker, real sharp, so the Boss was in a quandary about how to deal with it. Finally, one day he called him into the office for a talk.
"Tom, I have to tell you, I like your work ethic, you do a bang-up job, but you're being late so often is quite bothersome."
"Yes, I know Boss, and I am working on it."
"Well, good, you are a team player. That's what I like to hear. It's odd though, you're coming in late. I know you're retired from the Marines."
"What did they say if you came in late there?"
"They said, "Good morning, General."
The Painter
There was a painter named Wayne who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.
As it happened, he got away with this for
some time, but eventually the Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on one of their biggest buildings.
Wayne put in a bid, and, because his price
was so low, he got the job.
So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint
and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine.
Well, Wayne was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed,
when suddenly there was a horrendous clap
of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Wayne clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among
the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.
Wayne was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got down on his knees and cried:
"Oh, God, forgive me; what should I do?"
And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke...
(you're going to love this)
"Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"
( Repent!Repent! And sin no more!)
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Tom was in his early 50's, retired, and started a second career.
However, he just couldn't seem to get to work on time.
Every day, 5, 10, 15 minutes late. But he was a good worker, real sharp, so the Boss was in a quandary about how to deal with it. Finally, one day he called him into the office for a talk.
"Tom, I have to tell you, I like your work ethic, you do a bang-up job, but you're being late so often is quite bothersome."
"Yes, I know Boss, and I am working on it."
"Well, good, you are a team player. That's what I like to hear. It's odd though, you're coming in late. I know you're retired from the Marines."
"What did they say if you came in late there?"
"They said, "Good morning, General."
The Painter
There was a painter named Wayne who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.
As it happened, he got away with this for
some time, but eventually the Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on one of their biggest buildings.
Wayne put in a bid, and, because his price
was so low, he got the job.
So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint
and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine.
Well, Wayne was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed,
when suddenly there was a horrendous clap
of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Wayne clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among
the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.
Wayne was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got down on his knees and cried:
"Oh, God, forgive me; what should I do?"
And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke...
(you're going to love this)
"Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"
( Repent!Repent! And sin no more!)