Format = h Hello, Friend November 2, 2005 Are you a "The Cookie Thief" ? While I was out speaking this month I was reminded of something that I have learned oh too well. Now I did just say “learned” I use that word loosely because apparently I haven’t “learned” anything. I’m talking about jumping to conclusions. You know when you absolutely think you know something but as it turns out you didn’t. It’s ok to admit it we all do it. I remember one time running for an open elevator shouting, “hold the door I’m going down, hold the door!” Just as I got there the doors “bam” shut firmly in my face. I turned to the guy standing just behind me and said “ nice huh?” He just looked at me and said, … “It was going up” This edition is just a gentle remember for me and for you to always give people the benefit of the doubt …before you rub them out! The Cookie Thief A Woman was waiting at an airport one night, With several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shops, Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop. She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, That the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be. Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene. So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, Thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I would blacken his eye.” With each cookie she took, he took one too, When only one was left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, He took the last cookie and broke it in half. He offered her half, as he ate the other, She snatched it from him and thought…ooh brother. This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude, Why he didn’t even show any gratitude! She had never known when she had been so galled, And sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, Refusing to look back at that thieving ingrate. She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat, Then sought her book, which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise, There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes. If mine are here, she moaned with despair, The others were his, and he tried to share. Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief. By Valerie Cox How many times in our lives, have we absolutely known that something was a certain way? Only to discover later that what we believed to be true…was not? For your Success! Jackey Backman P.s. This is your last chance to be "Best Boss" Certified in 2005 call me at 1-888-220-1282 and Experience Your Potential before its too late.   You are subscribed as follows: email address: youremail@domain.com . member since: 9/3/2010 3:34:14 PM Update, or change your account details here. Click here to be removed immediately... One Spirit Inc. Suite 4327- 47Street Edmonton, Alberta Canada T6L-6J5 Copyright © 2004-2005 One Spirit Inc. All Rights Reserved.