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Message: [QUOTE="msf22b, post: 3848121, member: 656"] I am happily reminded of a song in the 1962 Broadway production, She Loves Me...my all time favorite show...There is a song called "Perspective" in which Sipos, a middle-age slob, explains why he has been able to retain his position in a fancy perfumery: Call me fool, That's alright with me. Here's my rule, Never disagree. Where's my pride? Swallowed long ago. Deep inside, Where it doesn't show. Bowing, scraping, nodding, beaming Always humble Not an ounce of self respect. Yes sir, yes sir, you're so right sir Black is white sir 'Scuse me while I genuflect. How do I remain so calm and cheerful? How do I retain my piece of mind? Let me just explain my rationale It's all in your perspective. Listen! Listen! To an old Hungarian's philosophy. (singing dialogue) I am only one of several in a rather small parfumerie. Which is only one of several in this city. Which is one of many cities in this country which Is only one Of many countries Which are on this continent Which is only one of seven on this not so special planet Which is one of several in our solar system Which is only one of many solar systems In this vast, and inconievable affair, that is the universe Sooooooo In this infinite, incomprehensible scheme If a dot called Maraczek should scream At a speck called Sipos What on Earth does it matter? ------ The upshot being: Do not-Lose-Your Job. [/QUOTE]