Business guru Harvey Mackay writes about gardens…as a way of explaining job hunting or working or something.
First, he says, plant three rows of peas—passion, performance, and persistence.
Then, some squash…squashing gossip, indifference, and criticism.
Then, lettuce. Let us be true to our obligations, unselfish, loyal.
Please—someone—kill me.
But no one did. So, now we have turnips. Turn up with determination, vision—and a smile.
How persistent should you be…One salesman said, “It depends on which of us dies first."
Doesn't he mean "gets weeded out"?
How sad when a metaphor has to die. Like taking the wings off an angel.
