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self appraisal!!!!!

 

 A little boy went to a Telephone booth which was at the cash counter of a store & dialed a number.
The store-Owner observed and listened to the  Conversation:

Boy: "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?
Woman: (at the other end of the phone line) "I  already have someone to cut my lawn."
Boy: "Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price than
 the person who cuts your lawn now."
Woman: I'm very satisfied with the person who is  presently cutting my lawn.
Boy: (with more perseverance) "Lady, I'll even sweep the floor & the stairs of your house for free.
Woman: No, thank you.

 With a smile on his face, the little  boy end call with thank you. 

The Store-owner, who was listening to all this,  walked over to the boy. 

Store Owner: "Son...I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit & would like to offer you a job."
Boy: "No thanks,
Store Owner:  But you were really pleading for one.
Boy: No Sir, I was just  checking my performance at the job I already have. 

I am the one who is  working for that lady I was talking to!"  

          
This is called

         "Self  Appraisal"

Comments

  1. gal gal gal!!!!!!!!!at the tim i read this it was the most timely message!THANK YOU FOR BEING ON POINT!!!!!!!!!

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  2. Hehe roomie,yo welkam..jst kp keeping on n in the end you wl be able to give a good self apraisal of urself!

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