Post by Leda EmBorr on Apr 12, 2006 23:41:13 GMT -5
Here's a cute fable to make one think:
In Pursuit of Perfection
Two old friends are catching up over drinks at a sidewalk café.
“How is that you haven’t yet married?” one friend asks.
“To be perfectly honest,” the second friend begins, “I must tell you that I have spent years looking for the perfect woman. In Barcelona, I met a very beautiful and extremely intelligent woman and, for a brief time, I thought I had found the ideal spouse. But soon I discovered that she was terribly vain and conceited. Then, in Boston, I met a woman who was outgoing and generous. Here is the perfect woman, I thought. But soon I discovered that she was flighty and irresponsible. I had just about given up on ever meeting the perfect woman until, one day in Montreal, I met her. She was incredible! She was beautiful, intelligent, kind, generous and had a wonderful sense of humor. She was perfect.”
“So why didn’t you marry her?” his friend asked.
Fingering his glass, the man replied quietly,
“Because she was looking for the perfect man.”
Two old friends are catching up over drinks at a sidewalk café.
“How is that you haven’t yet married?” one friend asks.
“To be perfectly honest,” the second friend begins, “I must tell you that I have spent years looking for the perfect woman. In Barcelona, I met a very beautiful and extremely intelligent woman and, for a brief time, I thought I had found the ideal spouse. But soon I discovered that she was terribly vain and conceited. Then, in Boston, I met a woman who was outgoing and generous. Here is the perfect woman, I thought. But soon I discovered that she was flighty and irresponsible. I had just about given up on ever meeting the perfect woman until, one day in Montreal, I met her. She was incredible! She was beautiful, intelligent, kind, generous and had a wonderful sense of humor. She was perfect.”
“So why didn’t you marry her?” his friend asked.
Fingering his glass, the man replied quietly,
“Because she was looking for the perfect man.”
