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Saturday, May 05, 2012

A letter to miss J.

Dear Miss. J,

I still would want to make my point understood that having formulas to manage money would not work. You would ask why, well, inquisitive a you are let me tell you the story of Ptah the Zebra and Jisis the monkey. It goes this way

Jisis was a monkey, a female monkey. Let me describe her personality

Jisis had the special ability, even among the animals, to delight those around them with her warmth, her good humor, and with her often extraordinary skills in music, comedy, and drama. Whether on the job, with friends, or with their families, she was exciting and full of fun, and their great social interest lied in stimulating those around them to take a break from work and worry, to lighten up and enjoy life.

Jisis talent for enjoying life was healthy for the most part, though it also made her more subject to temptations than the other types. Pleasure seemed to be an end in itself for them, and variety was the spice of life. And so Jisis was open to trying almost anything that promised them a good time, not always giving enough thought to the consequences.

Ptah too was a female. She was a Zebra. Now let me describe her personality.

Ptah took it upon heself to insure the health and welfare of those in her care, but she was also the most sociable of all the animals, and thus was the great nurturer of social institutions such as schools, churches, social clubs, and civic groups. She was fortunate for the rest of the animals, because friendly social service was a key to her nature. Wherever she went, She happily gave her time and energy to make sure that the needs of others were met, and that social functions were a success.

She was extremely sensitive to the feelings of others, which made her perhaps the most sympathetic of all the types, but which also left her somewhat self-conscious, that is, highly sensitive to what others thought of her. Loving and affectionate herself, she needed to be loved in return. In fact, she was crushed by personal criticism, and was happiest when given ample appreciation both for herself personally and for the tireless service she gave to others.


The following drama unfolded between them on a seemingly normal day

Jisis: Trut, trut, trut. I want a banana i have not eaten anything since morning.

Ptah: Well you did not work all morning. You were out on a break for forty five minutes. You should had thought about others. We were hungry too.

Jisis: phruugh. You were out on a break too. Infact for an hour.

Ptah: Keep your mouth shut. I was out ona break for just 15 minutes.

Jisis: yes i know rest of the 45 minutes were spent talking to our boss, Kneph the fox.

Ptah: Oh please. I simply do not want to hear this non-sense, especially from you. All i share with him is a relation of a master and an worker.

Jisis: Trut, trut. I still want a banana.

Ptah: I said you would not get a banana.

Jisis: Then i want sweets. I love sweets. Especially the red sugar boiled toffees.

Ptah: I am having a headache now. Please go. You would not get bananas nor the sweets.



.... Well you would be thinking how this story contradicts your formula. Well, it does not but i loved the way you wrecked your brain trying to figure out the connection. No connection, no connection yet a connection. Trut-trut, trut-trut..


Regards,

G

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