Friday, January 06, 2006
Stinginess
Good morning,
A Measure of Stinginess
In the Batak highlands in Sumatra, there exists a famous
caldera, a volcanic crater lake called Danau Toba, within
which sits the Samosir Island, measurable in size to the
island of Singapore. There are also tourist resorts like
Pematang Siantar, Brastagi and Parapat. And just like at
the famous Cameron Highlands resort in Malaysia, the
houseflies were quite unmanageable seasonally.
There really was no way to get rid of them other than to
prevent their entry into the premises. A dinner plate,
smeared with Baygon insecticide, when left outdoor in the
morning, would be full of dead flies by nightfall. This was a
good indication of their presence.
There was one hot sweaty day in Parapat during this kind
of fly day. Six tourists were lounging at the bar, chatting,
or relaxing and drinking beer. And occasionally, a fly
would land in their beer. Strangely, all these tourists did
not take the same action; each had his own way, as follows:
Tourist 1 would just push his beer aside and order another.
Tourist 2 would spill out the top part of the beer with the fly.
Tourist 3 would spoon out the fly.
Tourist 4 would pick out the fly with his fingers.
Tourist 5 would pick the fly and shake back the beer.
Tourist 6 would pick the fly and squeeze back the beer.
Some tourists were wasteful while others were stingy, like
these six. They were an American, an Arab, a Jew, a Malaysian,
a Scotsman and a Singaporean, in alphabetical order.
Now, who was which tourist? Can anyone identify them?
Have a beer day.
Ronald
A Measure of Stinginess
In the Batak highlands in Sumatra, there exists a famous
caldera, a volcanic crater lake called Danau Toba, within
which sits the Samosir Island, measurable in size to the
island of Singapore. There are also tourist resorts like
Pematang Siantar, Brastagi and Parapat. And just like at
the famous Cameron Highlands resort in Malaysia, the
houseflies were quite unmanageable seasonally.
There really was no way to get rid of them other than to
prevent their entry into the premises. A dinner plate,
smeared with Baygon insecticide, when left outdoor in the
morning, would be full of dead flies by nightfall. This was a
good indication of their presence.
There was one hot sweaty day in Parapat during this kind
of fly day. Six tourists were lounging at the bar, chatting,
or relaxing and drinking beer. And occasionally, a fly
would land in their beer. Strangely, all these tourists did
not take the same action; each had his own way, as follows:
Tourist 1 would just push his beer aside and order another.
Tourist 2 would spill out the top part of the beer with the fly.
Tourist 3 would spoon out the fly.
Tourist 4 would pick out the fly with his fingers.
Tourist 5 would pick the fly and shake back the beer.
Tourist 6 would pick the fly and squeeze back the beer.
Some tourists were wasteful while others were stingy, like
these six. They were an American, an Arab, a Jew, a Malaysian,
a Scotsman and a Singaporean, in alphabetical order.
Now, who was which tourist? Can anyone identify them?
Have a beer day.
Ronald