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A reminder given to me-for free


There is a place in Wadsworth where you can get clothes, and other things, for free, called Marian's Closet. Now I have plenty of clothes, but I needed some, hopefully temporarily, to help me get through these fat times. Cliff Note: See previous post.

Now I found me some pants and shirts, actually very nice, that I will be comfortable in for the time being. I told the lady bagging my items that I hoped to return these in a short time. The place also had dishes and other small appliances donated. One side had books, VHS tapes and audio cassettes. It was there I found what I think was a real treasure. I found an audio edition of "Who Moved My Cheese?" by Spencer Johnson, and Kenneth Blanchard.

I read the book a few years ago, as I bought that at a thrift shop for 75 cents and I remembered it had a great message. I took the audiocassette, and immediately popped it into my cassette player when I got back to my car. I realized once again that my "cheese" had been moved and it won't be back and I need to find more, better, cheese. I also think that many have had their cheese moved and are waiting for more to come.

I think that there are many folks that need to read the book or listen to the message. Maybe this should be taught in schools.

Comments

Emma said…
on of my college classes used this book :)
dons_mind said…
excellent book! we used it a number of years ago when i taught classes in 'adapting to change'.
YEKIMI said…
As much as it pains me, I will probably have to start listening to audio books soon....unless publishing companies start printing their type as large as the "Hollywood" sign that everyone can see from 40 miles away.
YEKIMI said…
And wasn't there a sequel to this book called "Who Cut The Cheese?"
Cliff said…
Asked in elevators everywhere.
YEKIMI said…
LOL!

and that brought to mind this great scene from a Pink Panther movie:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ViYclyAkkDg

as well as the outakes from it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TtZgs8k8dU&feature=related

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