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My Rolex and Club 99

Posted by Muthu on March 14, 2015

The best sense of humour is the ability to laugh at oneself. Many funny things we read also have a kernel of truth.

I want to share with you today a joke and a story I’ve shared with you earlier:

A successful stockbroker parked his brand-new Porsche in front of his office, ready to show it off to his colleagues.

As he got out, a truck passed too close and tore off the door on the driver’s side.

The stockbroker immediately grabbed his cell phone, dialled 911, and within minutes a policeman pulled up.

Before the officer had a chance to ask any questions, the stockbroker started screaming hysterically. His Porsche, which he had just picked up the day before, was now completely ruined.

When the stockbroker finally wound down from his ranting and raving, the officer shook his head in disgust and disbelief. “I cannot believe how materialistic you stock brokers are,” the cop said. “You are so focused on your possessions that you don’t notice anything else.”

“How can you say such a thing?” asked the stockbroker.

The cop replied, “Don’t you know that your left arm is missing from the elbow down? It must have been torn off when the truck hit you.”

“My God!” screamed the stockbroker. “My Rolex!”

 
Once upon a time, there lived a King who, despite of his luxurious lifestyle, was neither happy nor content.

One day, the King came upon a servant who was singing happily while he worked. This fascinated the King; why was he, the Supreme Ruler of the Land, unhappy and gloomy, while a lowly servant had so much joy. The King asked the servant, ‘Why are you so happy?’

The man replied, ‘Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but my family and I don’t need too much – just a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummies.’

The King was not satisfied with that reply. Later in the day, he sought the advice of his most trusted advisor.

After hearing the King’s woes and the servant’s story, the advisor said, ‘Your Majesty, I believe that the servant has not been made part of The Club 99.’

‘The Club 99? And what exactly is that?’ the King inquired.

The advisor replied, ‘Your Majesty, to truly know what The Club 99 is, place 99 Gold coins in a bag and leave it at this servant’s doorstep.’

The King did as advised by his advisor.

When the servant saw the bag, he took it into his house. When he opened the bag, he let out a great shout of joy. So many gold coins! He began to count them. After several counts, he was at last convinced that there were 99 coins. He wondered, ‘What could have happened to that last gold coin? Surely, no one would leave 99 coins!’ He looked everywhere he could, but that final coin was elusive. Finally, exhausted he decided that he was going to have to work harder than ever to earn that gold coin and complete his collection.

From that day, the servant’s life was changed. He was overworked, horribly grumpy, and castigated his family for not helping him make that 100th gold coin. He even stopped singing while he worked.

Witnessing this drastic transformation, the King was puzzled. When he sought his advisor’s help, the advisor said, ‘Your Majesty, the servant has now officially joined The Club 99.’

He continued, ‘The Club 99 is a name given to those people who have enough to be happy but are never contented, because they’re always yearning and striving for that extra one, saying to themselves: ‘Let me get that one final thing and then I will be happy for life.’

One Response to “My Rolex and Club 99”

  1. Milind said

    Great Input Mutthu.Thanks a LOT

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