Equation of Earnings

The Equation:
Engineers and scientists will never make as much money as business executives. Now a rigorous mathematical proof has been developed that explains why this is true:
Postulate 1: Knowledge is Power.
Postulate 2: Time is Money. As every engineer knows, Work = Power * Time, Since Knowledge = Power, and Time = Money, we have: Work = Knowledge * Money. Solving for Money, we get: Work*M Knowledge. Thus, as Knowledge decreases, Money increases, regardless of how much Work is done. Conclusion: The Less you Know, the More you Make.
Note: It has been speculated that the reason why Bill Gates dropped out of Harvard's math program was because he stumbled upon this proof as an undergraduate, and dedicated the rest of his career to the pursuit of ignorance.

Go to Las Vegas

There's a guy who lives in Ohio. One morning, he hears a voice in his head. The voice says, ''Quit your job, sell your house, take all your money, and go to Las Vegas.'' He ignores the voice. Later in the day, he hears the voice again. ''Quit your job, sell your house, take all your money, and go to Las Vegas.'' Again, he ignores the voice. Soon he hears the voice every minute of the day. ''Quit your job, sell your house, take all your money, and move to Las Vegas.'' He can't take it anymore. He believes the voice. He quits his job, sells his house, takes all his money, and flies to Las Vegas. As soon as he steps off the plane, the voice says, ''Go to Caesar's Palace.'' He goes to Caesar's Palace and the voice says, ''Make your way to the roulette tables.'' He goes to the roulette tables and the voice says, ''Put all your money on red 23.'' He puts all his money on red 23. The dealer spins the wheel. It comes up black 17.
The voice says, ''Fuck.''

Leaving a Legacy

An elderly man was lying in the hospital, dying with an incurable illness. His wife, a strong Christian, called her parish and asked the priest if he would mind going to her husband and speaking with him. The priest came to the man's bedside and stood on his right. They began to talk about how wonderful Heaven would be. They discussed angels and the glorious gifts this good man would receive in Heaven. "You know, sir," the priest said, "you can't take all your riches with you when you die. Why not contribute some money to your Church? We've been in need of a new stained-glass window. I think that would be just the thing to leave behind your legacy. Why, you can even have a message or a passage inscribed on it!" The man thought for a moment and said, "That sounds very good, Father. How much would this window cost?" "Oh, I'd say about $10,000 should cover it." The poor man nearly burst when he heard this, but knowing that what the priest had said was true -- he couldn't take his riches with him -- he decided to go ahead and fulfill the priest's suggestion.
He retrieved his check book and was just about to write out the check when the doctor came in and stood on his left. "Here's your medical bill, sir," the doctor said. This bill was also astronomical and the poor old man nearly died in shock. He filled out a check and gave it to the doctor. As he began writing the check for the priest, when he got an idea. "Father," he said, "did you say I could have anything I wanted written on that window?" "Yes, sir, of course," the priest said. The man began to scribble on the check and passed it to the priest. "What do you want written on your window, sir," asked the priest. "Look at the check," the man said. The priest looked down at the memo line at the bottom of the check. The man had written: "On my stained glass window I want written, 'In Memory of John T. Smith. He died like Christ -- between Two Thieves.'"