In my Blog, I post interesting and useful information / articles received from others.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I was having trouble with my computer. So I called Richard , the 11 year
old next door whose bedroom looks like Mission Control, and asked him to
come over.
Richard clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong?
He replied, 'It was an ID ten T error.'
I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, 'An, ID
ten T error? What's that? In case I need to fix it again.'
Richard grinned. 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error
before?''
No,' I replied.
'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it
out.'
So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T
I used to like the little shit.
old next door whose bedroom looks like Mission Control, and asked him to
come over.
Richard clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, 'So, what was wrong?
He replied, 'It was an ID ten T error.'
I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, 'An, ID
ten T error? What's that? In case I need to fix it again.'
Richard grinned. 'Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error
before?''
No,' I replied.
'Write it down,' he said, 'and I think you'll figure it
out.'
So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T
I used to like the little shit.
A lesson on how consultants can make a difference in an organization.
Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket.
It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket.
Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoon in their pocket. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?'
'Well, ' he explained, 'the restaurant's owner hired Andersen Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift.'
As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his spare. 'I'll get another spoon next time I go to the kitchen instead of making an extra trip to get it right now.'
I was impressed. I also noticed that there was a string hanging out of the waiter's fly.
Looking around, I saw that all of the waiters had the same string hanging from their flies. So, before he walked off, I asked the waiter, 'Excuse me, but can you tell me why you have that string right there?'
'Oh, certainly!' Then he lowered his voice.
'Not everyone is so observant. That consulting firm I mentioned also learned that we can save time in the restroom. By tying this string to the tip of our you-know-what, we can pull it out without touching it and eliminate the need to wash our hands, shortening the time spent in the restroom by 76.39%.
I asked quietly, 'After you get it out, how do you put it back?'
'Well,' he whispered, 'I don't know about the others, but I use the spoon.
Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket.
It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket.
Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoon in their pocket. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?'
'Well, ' he explained, 'the restaurant's owner hired Andersen Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift.'
As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his spare. 'I'll get another spoon next time I go to the kitchen instead of making an extra trip to get it right now.'
I was impressed. I also noticed that there was a string hanging out of the waiter's fly.
Looking around, I saw that all of the waiters had the same string hanging from their flies. So, before he walked off, I asked the waiter, 'Excuse me, but can you tell me why you have that string right there?'
'Oh, certainly!' Then he lowered his voice.
'Not everyone is so observant. That consulting firm I mentioned also learned that we can save time in the restroom. By tying this string to the tip of our you-know-what, we can pull it out without touching it and eliminate the need to wash our hands, shortening the time spent in the restroom by 76.39%.
I asked quietly, 'After you get it out, how do you put it back?'
'Well,' he whispered, 'I don't know about the others, but I use the spoon.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Do not pump full tank of petrol
Many of us are not aware that the petrol kiosk pump has a return pipe-line (in Pink ). When the petrol tank (in the car) reaches full level, there is a mechanism to trigger off the pump latch and at the same time a return-valve is opened (at the top of the pump station) to allow excess petrol to flow back into the sump. But the return petrol has already passed through the meter, meaning you are donating the petrol back to SHELL/CALTEX/MOBIL/ PETRONAS
Monday, March 17, 2008
Ulagam
உலகம்
சிரியுங்கள்...
இந்த உலகம்
உங்களுடன் சிரிக்கிறது...
அழுங்கள்...
நீங்கள் மட்டுமே
அழுகிறீர்கள்...
பாடுங்கள்...
அந்த
மலைகளும் உங்களுக்குப்
பதிலளிக்கின்றன...
பெருமூச்செறியுங்கள்...
அவைக்
காற்றினில்
காணாமல் போகின்றன...
கொண்டாடுங்கள்...
உங்கள் வீட்டில்
ஓராயிரம் நண்பர்கள்...
கவலைப்படுங்கள்...
உங்கள் வீட்டில்
தூண்கள்கூட இல்லை...
வாழ்வின் அமுதங்களை
நாம்
எல்லோருடனும்
பங்கிட்டுக்கொள்ளலாம்...
ஆனால்-
நம்மின் சோகத்தை
நாம் மட்டுமே விழுங்கவேண்டும்...
விருந்தளியுங்கள்...
உங்கள் அறை
அமர்க்களப்படுகிறது...
கையேந்துங்கள்...
எங்கும்
மனிதர்களே
தென்படமாட்டார்கள்...
வாழ்வின் வெற்றி
உங்களை வாழச்செய்கிறது...
ஆனால்-
அதன் தோல்வி
உங்களை சாகடிப்பதில்லை...
ஆழப்பதியும்
அறிவுரை வழங்குகிறது...
இன்று வரும்
துயரங்களைக் கண்டு
ஓடி ஒளிந்தால்
நாளை
நம் முகவரி விசாரித்து வரும்
இன்பங்களை
யார் வரவேற்பது...?
நம்பிக்கை கொள்ளுங்கள்...!
அதுவே
எல்லாவற்றையும் வெல்லும்
அருமருந்து!
சிரியுங்கள்...
இந்த உலகம்
உங்களுடன் சிரிக்கிறது...
அழுங்கள்...
நீங்கள் மட்டுமே
அழுகிறீர்கள்...
பாடுங்கள்...
அந்த
மலைகளும் உங்களுக்குப்
பதிலளிக்கின்றன...
பெருமூச்செறியுங்கள்...
அவைக்
காற்றினில்
காணாமல் போகின்றன...
கொண்டாடுங்கள்...
உங்கள் வீட்டில்
ஓராயிரம் நண்பர்கள்...
கவலைப்படுங்கள்...
உங்கள் வீட்டில்
தூண்கள்கூட இல்லை...
வாழ்வின் அமுதங்களை
நாம்
எல்லோருடனும்
பங்கிட்டுக்கொள்ளலாம்...
ஆனால்-
நம்மின் சோகத்தை
நாம் மட்டுமே விழுங்கவேண்டும்...
விருந்தளியுங்கள்...
உங்கள் அறை
அமர்க்களப்படுகிறது...
கையேந்துங்கள்...
எங்கும்
மனிதர்களே
தென்படமாட்டார்கள்...
வாழ்வின் வெற்றி
உங்களை வாழச்செய்கிறது...
ஆனால்-
அதன் தோல்வி
உங்களை சாகடிப்பதில்லை...
ஆழப்பதியும்
அறிவுரை வழங்குகிறது...
இன்று வரும்
துயரங்களைக் கண்டு
ஓடி ஒளிந்தால்
நாளை
நம் முகவரி விசாரித்து வரும்
இன்பங்களை
யார் வரவேற்பது...?
நம்பிக்கை கொள்ளுங்கள்...!
அதுவே
எல்லாவற்றையும் வெல்லும்
அருமருந்து!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
Secret of Success -
A business executive was deep in debt and could see no way out.
Creditors were closing in on him. Suppliers were demanding payment. He sat on the park bench, head in hands, wondering if anything could save his company from bankruptcy.
Suddenly an old man appeared before him. "I can see that something is troubling you," he said.
After listening to the executive's woes, the old man said, "I believe I can help you."
He asked the man his name, wrote out a check, and pushed it into his hand saying, "Take this money. Meet me here exactly one year from today, and you can pay me back at that time."
Then he turned and disappeared as quickly as he had come.
The business executive saw in his hand a check for $500,000, signed by John D. Rockefeller, then one of the richest men in the world!
"I can erase my money worries in an instant!" he realized. But instead, the executive decided to put the uncashed check in his safe. Just knowing it was there might give him the strength to work out a way to save his business, he thought.
With renewed optimism, he negotiated better deals and extended terms of payment. He closed several big sales. Within a few months, he was out of debt and making money once again.
Exactly one year later, he returned to the park with the uncashed check. At the agreed-upon time, the old man appeared. But just as the executive was about to hand back the check and share his success story, a nurse came running up and grabbed the old man.
"I'm so glad I caught him!" she cried. "I hope he hasn't been bothering you. He's always escaping from the rest home and telling people he's John D. Rockefeller. "
And she led the old man away by the arm. The astonished executive just stood there, stunned. All year long he'd been wheeling and dealing, buying and selling, convinced he had half a million dollars behind him.
Suddenly, he realized that it wasn't the money, real or imagined, that had turned his life around. It was his newfound self-confidence that gave him the power to achieve anything he went after.
Creditors were closing in on him. Suppliers were demanding payment. He sat on the park bench, head in hands, wondering if anything could save his company from bankruptcy.
Suddenly an old man appeared before him. "I can see that something is troubling you," he said.
After listening to the executive's woes, the old man said, "I believe I can help you."
He asked the man his name, wrote out a check, and pushed it into his hand saying, "Take this money. Meet me here exactly one year from today, and you can pay me back at that time."
Then he turned and disappeared as quickly as he had come.
The business executive saw in his hand a check for $500,000, signed by John D. Rockefeller, then one of the richest men in the world!
"I can erase my money worries in an instant!" he realized. But instead, the executive decided to put the uncashed check in his safe. Just knowing it was there might give him the strength to work out a way to save his business, he thought.
With renewed optimism, he negotiated better deals and extended terms of payment. He closed several big sales. Within a few months, he was out of debt and making money once again.
Exactly one year later, he returned to the park with the uncashed check. At the agreed-upon time, the old man appeared. But just as the executive was about to hand back the check and share his success story, a nurse came running up and grabbed the old man.
"I'm so glad I caught him!" she cried. "I hope he hasn't been bothering you. He's always escaping from the rest home and telling people he's John D. Rockefeller. "
And she led the old man away by the arm. The astonished executive just stood there, stunned. All year long he'd been wheeling and dealing, buying and selling, convinced he had half a million dollars behind him.
Suddenly, he realized that it wasn't the money, real or imagined, that had turned his life around. It was his newfound self-confidence that gave him the power to achieve anything he went after.
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