Last Wednesday a  passenger in a taxi  leaned over to ask  the driver a question and gently tapped him on the shoulder to get  his attention.  The driver  screamed, lost control of the cab, nearly hit a bus, drove up over  the curb and stopped just inches from a large plate  window.
For a few minutes  everything was silent in the cab. then the shaking driver said  ”Are you OK? I’m so sorry, but you scared the daylights out of  me.”
The badly shaken  passenger apologized to the driver and said, “I didn’t realize  that a mere tap on the shoulder would startle someone so  badly.”
The driver replied,  ”No, no, I’m the one who is sorry, it’s entirely my fault. Today  is my very first day driving a cab. I’ve been driving a hearse for  25  years.”

>About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Sikhs had to leave
Italy. Naturally
>there was a big uproar from the Sikh community. So the Pope made a deal. He
would have a
>religious debate with a member of the Sikh community.
>If the Sikh won, the Sikhs could stay.
>If the Pope won, the Sikhs would leave.
>The Sikhs realized that they had no choice. So they picked a middle-aged man
>Harbinder Singh to represent them. Harbinder asked for one condition to the
debate – neither
>side would be allowed to talk.
>The Pope agreed.
>The day of the great debate came.
>Harbinder Singh and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute.
>Then the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers.
>Harbinder looked back at him and raised one finger.
>The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head.
>Harbinder pointed to the ground where he sat.
>The Pope pulled out a wafer and a glass of wine.
>Harbinder pulled out an apple.
>The Pope stood up and said,
>”I give up. This man is too Good. The Sikhs can stay.”
>An hour later, the cardinals were gathered around the Pope asking him what had
>The Pope said, “First I held up three fingers to represent the Holy Trinity.
>He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still One
God common to
>both our religions.
>Then, I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us.
>He responded by pointing to the ground and showing that God was also right
here with us.
>I pulled out the wine and wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins.
>He pulled out an apple to remind me of original sin.
>He had an answer for everything. What could I do?”
>Meanwhile, the Sikh community had crowded around Harbinder Singh.
>”What happened?” they asked.
>”Well,” said Harbinder,
>”First he said to me that the Sikhs had three days to get out of here.
>I told him not one of us was leaving.
>Then he told me that this whole city would be cleared of Sikhs.
>I let him know that we were staying right here.”
>”Yes, and then???” asked the crowd.
>”I don’t know”, said Harbinder,
>”He took out his lunch, and I took out mine!”

>>> Subject: ITS JUST ME AN’ LEROY
>>> A guy stopped at a local gas station, and after filling his tank, he paid
the bill and bought a soft drink. He stood by his car to drink his cola and
watched a couple of men working along the roadside. One man would dig a hole
two or three feet deep and then move on. The other man came along behind him
and filled in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet
behind filling in the hole.
>>> The men worked right past the guy with the soft drink and went on down the
road. “I can’t stand this,” said the man tossing the can into a trash container
and headed down the road toward the men. “Hold it, hold it,” he said to the
men. “Can you tell me what’s going on here with all this digging and
>>> “Well, we work for the government and we’re just doing our job,” one of the
men said.
>>> “But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You’re not
accomplishing anything. Aren’t you wasting the taxpayers’ money?”
>>> “You don’t understand, mister,” one of the men said, leaning on his shovel
and wiping his brow. “Normally there’s three of us: Me, Elmer and Leroy. I dig
the hole, Elmer sticks in the tree, and Leroy here puts the dirt back.
>>> You see with the government sequestering, they are not buying any more
trees so Elmer’s job’s been cut … so now it’s just me an’ Leroy.
>>> (typical governmental thinking)


It was the coldest winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold.
The porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and Protected themselves; but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions.
After awhile, they decided to distance themselves one from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen. So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of their Companions or disappear from the Earth.
Wisely, they decided to go back to being together. They learned to live with the little wounds caused by the close Relationship with their companions in order to receive the heat that came from the others. This way they were able to survive.

The best relationship is not the one that brings together perfect people, but when each individual learns to live with the imperfections of others and can admire the other person’s good qualities.
The moral of the story is:
Just learn to live with the Pricks in your life!