Why in the world are we working so hard for? Make me wonder #30 of 200

Its been a while since I’ve last posted a #Make Me Wonder.

No, its not that I’ve got no wonderment anymore, hello… its me… till I’m 90 I will have something to wonder about. It’s mainly because I’m too lazy to log it down… but as fate have it, me and my full tummy is bored waiting for the Guinea Pig to finish his work stuff, decide to pen down this wonderment.

Make Me Wonder #30 of 200

As I watch my Guinea Pig continue working after a long day of meetings and a quick dinner with me, my heart ached. To see him squinting at this lappie, frowning and thinking hard at this hour where most people are relaxing at home spending quality time with love ones, my mind spun and this very wonderment crept in. My laser mouth wanted to just shoot at him “Why still working.. Lets go home and make babies rest lah”

Thankfully the past one year plus with him  has taught me something – to shut my trap and think first before saying anything.

So I knew better than to ask him that, he’ll still need to get his work done anyway, but I started  sinking into my wonderment…

Why the hell do we work so hard for? Yea yea yea… I know few of you will be screaming out – To buy a big house, a car, branded stuff, holidays…. Its an awfully long wish list.. I know. I feel ya.

But…. really… WHY DO WE WORK SO HARD FOR?

A story I’ve once heard (can’t remember if it was from my dad or I read it somewhere) came to mind.

It’s story time (I just googled, as I was too lazy to type out the story – so here goes!)

There was once a businessman who was chillexing (OK I added the word chillexing) by the beach in a small village.As he sat, he saw a poor fisherman rowing a small boat towards the shore having caught quite few big fish.
The businessman was impressed and asked the fisherman, “How long does it take you to catch so many fish?”
The fisherman replied, “Oh, just a short while.”
“Then why don’t you stay longer at sea and catch even more?”
“This is enough to feed my whole family,” the fisherman said.
The businessman then asked, “So, what do you do for the rest of the day?”
The fisherman replied, “Well, I usually wake up early in the morning, go out to sea and catch a few fish, then go back and play with my kids. In the afternoon, I take a nap with my wife, and evening comes, I join my buddies in the village for a drink — we play guitar, sing and dance throughout the night.”

The businessman fast thinking mind worked its math, and offered a suggestion to the fisherman.
“I am a PhD in business management. I could help you to become a more successful person. From now on, you should spend three fold the amount of time at sea and try to catch as many fish as possible. When you have saved enough money, you could buy a bigger boat and catch even more fish. Soon you will be able to afford to buy more boats, set up your own company, your own production plant for canned food and distribution network. By then, you will have moved out of this village and to the city, where you can set up HQ to manage your other branches. I can help you expand it even more, to export your products”

The fisherman eyes grew wider, he continues, “And after that?”

The businessman laughs heartily, “After that, you can live like a king in your own house, and when the time is right, you can go public and float your shares in the Stock Exchange, and you will be rich.”

The fisherman asks, “And after that?”

The businessman says, “After that, you can finally retire, you can move to a house by the fishing village, wake up early in the morning, catch a few fish, then return home to play with kids, have a nice afternoon nap with your wife, and when evening comes, you can join your buddies for a drink, play the guitar, sing and dance throughout the night!”

The fisherman was puzzled, “But… Isn’t that what I am doing now?”

 The End (I hope the silly businessman left the fisherman alone to live happily ever after in his village)

So – Why do we work so hard again????????

Hrmmmmmmmm…..

 

About MayWong

Am said to be a nerd bimbo trapped in a mind of a 12 yr old boy by the one I love. Blubbly-icious!~!~!!~!~!!
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