Shepherd & Young Man!

> A shepherd was herding his flock in a remote pasture when suddenly a
> brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a
> young man in a Broni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and D+G tie,
> leans out the window and asks the shepherd, “If I tell you exactly how
> many sheep you have in your flock, will you give me one?”
>
> The shepherd looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his
> peacefully grazing flock and calmly answers, “Sure. Why not?” The yuppie
> parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his
> AT&T cell phone, surfs to a NASA page on the internet, where he calls up
> a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location
> which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an
> ultra-high-resolution photo. They young man then opens the digital photo
> in Adobe Ph otoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in
> Hamburg, Germany. Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm
> Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then
> accesses an MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet
> with hundreds of complex formulas. He uploads all of this data via an
> email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
> Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech,
> miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the shepherd and
> says, “You have exactly 1586 sheep.”
>
> “That’s right. Well, I guess you can take one of my sheep.” says the
> shepherd.
>
> He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused
> a s the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car. Then the Shepherd
> says to the young man, “Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your
> business is, will you give me back my animal?” The young man thinks
> about it for a second and then says, “Okay, why not?”
>
> “You’re a consultant.” says the shepherd.
>
> “Wow! That’s correct,” says the yuppie, “but how did you guess that?”
>
> “No guessing required.” answered the shepherd. “You showed up here even
> though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already
> knew, to a question I never asked; and you know jack sh!t about my
> business… “
>
> ” … Now give me back my dog”

Kind regards

Chan Dollars
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