Submitted by lookinglike
(Source: lawliet-love)
Outside England ‘s Bristol Zoo there is a parking lot for 150 cars and 8 buses. For 25 years, it’s parking fees were managed by a very pleasant attendant. The fees were £1.40 for cars and £7 for buses.
Then, one day, after 25 solid years of never missing a day of work, he just didn’t show up; so the Zoo Management called the City Council and asked it to send them another parking agent.
The Council did some research and replied that the parking lot was the Zoo’s own responsibility.
The Zoo advised the Council that the attendant was a City employee.
The City Council responded that the lot attendant had never been on the City payroll.
Meanwhile, sitting in his villa somewhere on the coast of Spain or France or Italy … is a man who’d apparently had a ticket machine installed completely on his own and then had simply begun to show up every day, commencing to collect and keep the parking fees, estimated at about £560 per day — for 25 years.
Assuming 7 days a week, this amounts to just over 7 million pounds … and no one even knows his name.
that ingenius motherfucker
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Let it be known
I am arrogant. I think highly of my intelligence, creativity, and athletic prowess. Yet I grow frustrated when others tell me that I am intelligent, creative, and athletic. I do not apply myself and believe that I do not give people reason to say such things.
As of tonight, I WANT to give people reason to say such things. I want to push myself. Test myself. Strain myself.
I need to affirm my own arrogance, I need to prove myself to myself. Just as I get frustrated with others for praising me I have now tired of my own narcissism without proof of my competence.
I want to challenge myself. I want to see how far I can go. I need to seize the opportunity these 3 remaining years of college can give me. Never again will I have such an opportunity for concentrated learning.
I will seize it. I will push myself. I will excel.
“IT’S A MISERABLE SPORT. I WILL SAY, THOUGH, IS THERE’S NOTHING LIKE WINNING A ROWING RACE. MY THEORY IS THAT YOU’RE FACING BACKWARDS, SO YOU SEE THE PEOPLE YOU’RE BEATING. AND THERE’S SOMETHING EXQUISITE ABOUT IT.”
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