Frane Selak is without a doubt the unluckiest man to ever live as he survived numerous accidents that are just simply mind-boggling. He was very lucky to survive any one of these encounters that left others dead. It turns out he truly was a very lucky man. I wonder if he was ever able to obtain a life insurance policy?
Smile A While
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Smile A While
Suffering from a bad case of the flu, the outraged patient bellowed, "Three weeks? The doctor can't see me for three weeks? I could well be dead by then!" Calmly the voice at the other end of the line replied, "If so, would you please have your wife call to cancel the appointment?" A clear conscience is the sign of a bad memory. Where there's a will, I want to be in it. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad. "Do you know the present value of your husband's policy?" the life insurance agent asked his client. "What do you mean?" countered the woman. "If you should lose your husband, what would you get?" asked the agent. The woman thought for a minute, then brightened up and said, "Probably a poodle." A retired insurance agent, now in his mid-70's and about to receive anesthesia, is on the operating table awaiting surgery. He insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, should perform the operation. The old man signaled to speak to his son. "Yes, Dad, what is it?" asked the son. "Don't be jittery son, perform your best, and never forget that if it fails, if something should happen to me, your mother will live with you and your wife the rest of her days." War does not determine who is right - only who is left. A life insurance agent was completing an application and got to the part on health history. He asked his client how his grandfather died. This was his client's startling answer: "I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather...Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car." My dinner party was headed for disaster. One man, an insurance salesman, was monopolizing the conversation with a lengthy account of recent litigation involving himself. Since two other guests were lawyers, I was becoming increasingly uneasy. "In the end," the salesman concluded, "you know who got all the money?" I cringed when he shouted, "The lawyers!" There was embarrassing silence at the table. My heart was pounding until the wife of one lawyer said, "Oh, I do love a story with a happy ending!" The applicant for life insurance was finding it difficult to fill out the application. The salesman asked what the trouble was, and the man said that he couldn't answer the question about the cause of death of his father. The salesman wanted to know why. After some embarrassment, the client explained that his father had been hanged. The salesman pondered for a moment. "Just write: 'Father was taking part in a public function when the platform gave way,'" the salesman said. Confucius says... "Needing insurance is like needing a parachute. If it isn't there the first time, chances are you won't be needing it again." Those wonderful Church Bulletins!
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Too much truth will make some people madder than too little.
Schoolchildren sometimes play a game called “Honesty.” The rules are simple: For a designated period of time, the participants must tell the truth regardless of the subject. They then ask each other leading questions such as, “Do you like my hair?” “Do you think Lindsay is cute?” Inevitably someone gets angry when he or she discovers that these friends had been shading the truth, telling “little white lies,” to spare the person’s feelings. Even when the game is over, its lessons are not soon forgotten. Being honest with others doesn’t mean being brutal. It isn’t necessary to tell people everything you don’t like about them under the guise of being frank with them “for their own good.” Sometimes it’s better if we don’t know every person’s innermost feelings about us. Respect for another’s self-esteem often means telling them too little truth instead of too much.
Schoolchildren sometimes play a game called “Honesty.” The rules are simple: For a designated period of time, the participants must tell the truth regardless of the subject. They then ask each other leading questions such as, “Do you like my hair?” “Do you think Lindsay is cute?” Inevitably someone gets angry when he or she discovers that these friends had been shading the truth, telling “little white lies,” to spare the person’s feelings. Even when the game is over, its lessons are not soon forgotten. Being honest with others doesn’t mean being brutal. It isn’t necessary to tell people everything you don’t like about them under the guise of being frank with them “for their own good.” Sometimes it’s better if we don’t know every person’s innermost feelings about us. Respect for another’s self-esteem often means telling them too little truth instead of too much.
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