The Bowtie Lounge
Why, Why, Why
Do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?
Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough money?
Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
And my FAVORITE......
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if they're okay, then it's you!!
Makes ya wonder, HUH?
Do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?
Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough money?
Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
And my FAVORITE......
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if they're okay, then it's you!!
Makes ya wonder, HUH?
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year [/align]
old son waiting for him at the door.[/align]
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"[/align]
DAD: "Yeah sure, what it is?" replied the man.[/align]
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"[/align]
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the [/align]
man said angrily.[/align]
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an [/align]
hour?"[/align]
DAD: "If you must know, I make $50 an hour."[/align]
SON: "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.[/align]
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $25?"[/align]
The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you [/align]
can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then [/align]
you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why [/align]
you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish [/align]
frivolities." The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the [/align]
door.[/align]
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's [/align]
questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After [/align]
about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: [/align]
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and [/align]
he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of [/align]
the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep, son?" He [/align]
asked. "No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy. "I'v e been thinking, [/align]
maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man. "It's been a long [/align]
day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you[/align]
asked for."[/align]
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!"[/align]
He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled [/align]
up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get [/align]
angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then [/align]
looked up at his father. "Why do you want more money if you already [/align]
have some?" the father grumbled. Because I didn't have enough, but now [/align]
I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an [/align]
hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to [/align]
have dinner with you."[/align]
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he [/align]
begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you [/align]
working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our [/align]
fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to [/align]
us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of [/align]
your time with someone you love.[/align]
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily [/align]
replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave [/align]
behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.[/align]



