A man is flying in a hot air balloon and realizes he is lost. He reduces height and spots a man down below. He lowers the balloon further and shouts, ‘Excuse me, can you help me? I promised my friend I Would meet him half an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.’
The man below says, ‘Yes. You are in a hot air balloon, hovering approximately 30 feet above this field. You are between 40 and 42 degrees North latitude, and between 58 and 60 degrees West Longitude.’
‘You must be a programmer,’ says the balloonist.
‘I am,’ replies the man. ‘How did you know?’
‘Well,’ says the balloonist, ‘everything you have told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information and the fact is I am still lost.’
The man below says, “You must be a Project Manager.”
‘Yes, I am,’ replies the balloonist, ‘but how did you know?’
‘Well,’ says the man, ‘you don’t know where you are, or where you are going. You have made a promise which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem.’
If u have seen the movie “A Wednesday”… (Rephrased) for all the engineers…
All of you who have seen the movie 'A Wednesday'… will love it…
Project Manager Rathore:kaun ho tum..??? kya pehchan hai tumhari ? Unkonwn Caller :Kaun hoon mein…mein vo hu jo aaj commitment karne se darta hai, Mein vo hoon jo aaj ghar jaane se darta ha, ye soch ke kahin ghar wale pehchanne se inkar na kar de… mein vo hoon jo, aaj job change karta hai to sochta hai ki kahin recession mein mujhe company se na nikal de..
mein vo hoon jiski girlfriend usse friday ko dus bar phone karti hai, “kya kar rahe ho..?? kaam jyada hai..?? thak gaye ho. .?? "…..mera haal poochne ke liye ya kaam poochne ke liye nahi, Rathore saab… balki vo ye jaanaa chahti hai ki… kahin hamesha ki tarah end moment pe boss ke bulane pe mein saturdary ki date cancel to nahi kar raha…
mein vo hoon jo breakfast ke time pe dinner karta hai, lunch time pe breakfast karta hai, dinner ke time pe lunch karta hai.. vo bhi time mil jae to… mein vo hoon jo aksar phasta hain kabhi Interviews ke sawaal mey phasta hai , kabhi Badi companiyon ke jaal mey phasta hai, kabhi boss aur client ke bawaal mey.
Project office ki bheed to dekhi hogi aapne rathore saab… us bheed mein se ko bhi chehra chun lijie.. mein vo hoon.. I’m the same old… SOFTWARE ENGINEER….
A man hated his wife’s cat and he decided to get rid of it. He drove 20 blocks away from home and dropped the cat there. However, the cat was already walking up the driveway when he approached his home.
The next day, he decided to drop the cat 40 blocks away but the same thing happened.
He kept increasing the number of blocks but the cat kept coming home before him.
At last he decided to drive a few miles away, turn right, then left, past the bridge, then right again and another right and so on until he reached what he thought was a perfect spot and dropped the cat there.
An hour later…. The man calls his wife at home and asks her, “Jen is the cat there?”
“Yes, why do you ask?” asked his wife.
Frustrated the man said,” Put that damn cat on the phone, I am lost and I need directions to reach home!!!
Moral: How much ever we dislike somebody; someday we might need their assistance
A man and a woman who had never met before, but who were both married to other people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a trans-continental train.
Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, they were both very tired and fell asleep quickly, he in the upper berth and she in the lower.
At 1:00 AM, the man leaned down and gently woke the woman saying … ‘Ma’am,
I’m sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet to get me a second blanket?
I’m awfully cold.’
‘I have a better idea,’ she replied ‘Just for tonight,…… let’s pretend that we’re married.’
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog.
Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bath room door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor.
Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, “What happened here today?” She again smiled and answered, “You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world did I do today?” ”Yes,” was his incredulous reply. She answered, “Well, today I didn’t do it.”
A little boy wanted Rs.50 very badly and prayed for weeks, but nothing happened.
Finally he decided to write God a letter requesting the Rs.50.
When the postal authorities received the letter addressed to God, INDIA, they decided to forward it to the President of the India as a joke.
The President was so amused, that he instructed his secretary to send the little boy Rs.20.
The President thought this would appear to be a lot of money (Rs.50) to a little boy, and he did not want to spoil the kid.
The little boy was delighted with Rs…20, and decided to write a thank you note to God, which read:
“Dear God: Thank you very much for sending the money. However, I noticed that you sent it through the Rashtrapati Bhavan(President House) in New Delhi, and those donkeys deducted Rs.30 as tax …….. “